Diego became acutely aware of the - of his right hand steadying him on the bed, and of the fact that he'd taken a grand total of one step so far. He did need to lean on something to stand up properly right now, but not for long. Especially not if Porky Minch kept goading him like this. He was going to teach himself, and he was going to be able to run on two legs very soon.

Diego glanced up sharply at the answer. Humans evolved to be able to talk? Why? Why did humans get all the evolution, and the mammoths and the sabers get all the extinction? Come on, humans were the lowest on the food chain!

"Diego," he answered after a moment, ignoring the persistent strange feeling of telling this to a human.