It doesn't really matter anymore, who's good and who's not worth anyone's time. It feels like everything is over and with that finality he should feel a little more relieved maybe, despite the failure. A little more accepting. A little less angry. That'll come, probably, in time.

"I think if anyone can cheat death it'll be Five." He can do anything at the literal last second to change something, go somewhere, hopefully not get himself trapped again. He doesn't know exactly how that all works, only that Five's a survivor.

He's not feeling so hopeful about the others. Allison and Klaus can't talk their way out of this one and, well. Diego has his own ugly thoughts about Luther, even if he keeps them to himself. Everyone knows they don't particularly get along very well.

When they get to the hotel lobby Diego ignores any of the weird looks they might get and just heads for the lift. He's got a thick enough hide to let that kind of thing just bounce off him. He stoops down a little to let her get the Up button and tries to catch a good, proper look at her in the elevator door.

"You look tired. Don't worry about them so much, yeah?" The two of them can figure something out.