Dieter's eyes rounded to circles as Pree spoke. "It sounds like you've had a rough night, too," he told him. "Or a rough morning. Was it..." This was crass to ask about, but he couldn't help but hope that it wasn't anything to do with the heist from the night before. "Burnt?" he thought back to all of the things he witnessed last night. He didn't remember anyone being killed, but he'd crawled away. He'd hidden. Something could have happened to someone.