He pauses in his stretching, turning to look at Vasquez over his shoulder.
Faraday notices a peculiar quality in Vasquez’s tone, something that hadn’t been there a moment earlier, but while Faraday is good at marking out those differences, those strange little tics, he’s not always quite as good at identifying what they are, what they mean.
For a second or two longer, Faraday studies Vasquez, eyes narrowed and lips drawn into a thin, solemn line. Then, he asks slowly, “Do you want to go?”
Because it stands to reason that Vasquez may just be using the wager as an excuse to wander into more civilized areas, to enjoy the company of other people, aside from Faraday. Granted, Faraday is the type of man who thinks his company is more than enjoyable enough to make up for at least five other men, but he wouldn’t fault Vasquez for wanting a change of pace, something new.
(Rose Creek had spoiled them both for it, in a way, finding and enjoying the company of like-minded men. They were wildly different, came from all sorts of walks of life, but they understood one another, after a fashion. That touch of dark that followed after them like shadows.)
“You want the extra set of eyes, we can go,” he says after a moment, though the phrasing betrays his misgivings. They still have Vasquez’s bounty to contend with, though Faraday can’t fault the man for wanting to risk it for a change in atmosphere.
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Date: 2017-12-06 07:40 pm (UTC)Faraday notices a peculiar quality in Vasquez’s tone, something that hadn’t been there a moment earlier, but while Faraday is good at marking out those differences, those strange little tics, he’s not always quite as good at identifying what they are, what they mean.
For a second or two longer, Faraday studies Vasquez, eyes narrowed and lips drawn into a thin, solemn line. Then, he asks slowly, “Do you want to go?”
Because it stands to reason that Vasquez may just be using the wager as an excuse to wander into more civilized areas, to enjoy the company of other people, aside from Faraday. Granted, Faraday is the type of man who thinks his company is more than enjoyable enough to make up for at least five other men, but he wouldn’t fault Vasquez for wanting a change of pace, something new.
(Rose Creek had spoiled them both for it, in a way, finding and enjoying the company of like-minded men. They were wildly different, came from all sorts of walks of life, but they understood one another, after a fashion. That touch of dark that followed after them like shadows.)
“You want the extra set of eyes, we can go,” he says after a moment, though the phrasing betrays his misgivings. They still have Vasquez’s bounty to contend with, though Faraday can’t fault the man for wanting to risk it for a change in atmosphere.