The more that Faraday talks about it, the more nervous that Vasquez is getting, which annoys him because he'd made up his mind for this. True, though, that he probably won't sleep much at night because he'll be sitting up with a gun near his hand because he'll be on guard more than he would be in the wild, but at least it will more comfortable than dirt.
Hauling himself onto the horse, he sets his sights on the town, fiddling with his shirt as he buttons up and fidgets with the starch of his collar, eyeing Faraday warily. "Stop talking so much about it and I will be sure," is his annoyed response.
"I like your horse, but he is your horse," he says, as if he doesn't sneak Jack carrots and other treats, not to mention ends up combing him out when he can't sleep. Still, he is a bit of a wild thing, something that Vasquez doesn't exactly mind. He's one of those too, yes?
Once he rounds his horse around to the same direction, he gives a determined nod, already riding at a slow clip towards the town. "How about you just do most of the talking at first," he suggests, to stem some of his worry. "Maybe even come up with an alias, for me."
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Date: 2017-12-07 08:57 pm (UTC)Hauling himself onto the horse, he sets his sights on the town, fiddling with his shirt as he buttons up and fidgets with the starch of his collar, eyeing Faraday warily. "Stop talking so much about it and I will be sure," is his annoyed response.
"I like your horse, but he is your horse," he says, as if he doesn't sneak Jack carrots and other treats, not to mention ends up combing him out when he can't sleep. Still, he is a bit of a wild thing, something that Vasquez doesn't exactly mind. He's one of those too, yes?
Once he rounds his horse around to the same direction, he gives a determined nod, already riding at a slow clip towards the town. "How about you just do most of the talking at first," he suggests, to stem some of his worry. "Maybe even come up with an alias, for me."