Diego tried to represent that by showing you raising a skeleton from the dead.
"Well, you seem to have the talking with the dead part down," Diego jokes. "Now you just need to work on controlling them."
Diego looks at it for a bit longer, sighs that heavy sigh again, then puts the drawing away.
"Something bothering you?" you ask.
"Just the usual," he says.
"There are a few things that come to mind when you say that," you point out.
He flops down on the couch and deflates like a balloon. "Tell me the truth. None of us are going to stay friends after we graduate, are we? Don't just say we will without really thinking about it. Sometimes I worry we're all just friends because we live near each other and it's convenient. Especially Addy. Addy will be thrilled to be out of here and never see any of us again. For me these are real friendships. Not placeholder ones until we get older and meet other people. I'm really not sure that everybody else feels that way though."
You plop down on the couch next to him.