"After all these years we can still laugh at it, and still be annoyed by it," Victoria said with a slight smile.
"Annoyed?"
"Zorro takes my husband away from me, into danger," Victoria said with a shiver. "I dealt much better in the beginning when I didn't know who you were behind that mask. I hate that mask."
He held her, and rubbed her back soothingly.
"I hardly ever…"
"You use the mask as a game, Diego. An ego boost. Zorro isn't needed anymore."
"My son believes otherwise," Diego said softly. "He sees injustice everywhere, just as you always did."