[ The hesitation does draw an uncontrollable look of pain on Camilo's face, but he quickly (and poorly) tries to disguise it with an apologetic smile. ]

...They'd wanna know you'll be home late — i-if you're going to— a friend's house... [ He takes a sharp breath, forcing an uncomfortable smile even further. ] I— Heh, uh, I know my parents would wanna know.