The teasing earns Vasquez a scowl, and Faraday swipes at him halfheartedly. He has no real intention of hitting him, which means the swing is easily dodged.
“Only one fallin’ down those stairs,” Faraday grouses, “is gonna be you in about half a minute if you keep that nonsense up.”
When he walks forward, there’s a hitch in his gait as he heads for the door, and he clearly favors his left leg, never quite putting his full weight on it. The ache will dull with time, the doctor had told him, but it might never quite go away. Faraday tries to tell himself he’s grateful that it’s even still attached, and more than that, that he’s even still alive to feel it, but some days, the soreness races up his hip, leaves him snapping like a cornered animal. Today, though, it’s a mild enough feeling that he’s more than happy to ignore it.
He pauses in the doorway, turning back to Vasquez with that bit of defiance, as if daring the other man to say another word about his condition.
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Date: 2017-08-21 06:48 pm (UTC)“Only one fallin’ down those stairs,” Faraday grouses, “is gonna be you in about half a minute if you keep that nonsense up.”
When he walks forward, there’s a hitch in his gait as he heads for the door, and he clearly favors his left leg, never quite putting his full weight on it. The ache will dull with time, the doctor had told him, but it might never quite go away. Faraday tries to tell himself he’s grateful that it’s even still attached, and more than that, that he’s even still alive to feel it, but some days, the soreness races up his hip, leaves him snapping like a cornered animal. Today, though, it’s a mild enough feeling that he’s more than happy to ignore it.
He pauses in the doorway, turning back to Vasquez with that bit of defiance, as if daring the other man to say another word about his condition.
“You comin’?”