"I went out," Diego said. Of course he had. "It's...not pleasant out there," he said. "I killed a few things, made me feel better." He didn't care for the outfit he'd found himself in. he'd gone in and out of the hotel multiple times, and the outfit was not something he would ever choose any time.
The weapons he'd had were pretty cool though. And he had let off some frustration with the killing. "You don't need to be going out there." Klaus coud hold his own in combat, Diego didn't doubt that. But he didn't think Klaus needed to risk triggering her PTSD.