"They would be, or you would be?" Vasquez taunts with a smirk, giving Faraday his usual time to fuss over his leg without him watching, because he knows that it happens all the time. Stripping off his shirt, he catches Faraday's, taking his time as he slides it on, buttoning it slower than he usual would.
He takes the bandanna when his shirt is only half-buttoned, flickering it in the air like he's a matador. "What is this for?" he asks, like he's willfully ignorant about what Faraday wants him to do with it. Raising it to his face, he wonders if he's trying to cover his face with it, but thinks that'd be more suspicious.
"I think maybe this is more attention on me than being naked," he says with a snort, draping it over his shoulder so that he can keep buttoning up.
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Date: 2018-03-03 01:05 am (UTC)He takes the bandanna when his shirt is only half-buttoned, flickering it in the air like he's a matador. "What is this for?" he asks, like he's willfully ignorant about what Faraday wants him to do with it. Raising it to his face, he wonders if he's trying to cover his face with it, but thinks that'd be more suspicious.
"I think maybe this is more attention on me than being naked," he says with a snort, draping it over his shoulder so that he can keep buttoning up.