That startles a laugh out of him. It hurts to laugh with those cracked ribs, but it’s kind of incredibly nice too? God. Of all the things to think about at a time like this. It brings this all back to something normal.

“Yeah, for sure,” he says, still grinning despite how much his chest hurts. “I know Ben would like you. You’re like my uncle too now.”

Definitely family; he can’t help but smile every time Héctor calls him mijo. “Wonder what a handbook for the dead would look like. Maybe like that one in Beetlejuice.”