“So there we are, then,” Faraday says brightly, trying to mask his relief with a bright, crooked smile. “Looks like we got that figured out.”
He leans into Vasquez’s touch, his hand coming up to rest over Vasquez’s. He squeezes the other man’s hand briefly in assurance. They’ve made it this far, Faraday thinks, and it’s the longest anyone has stuck it out with him. If they can last all these months without driving one another away, Faraday figures, then surely the two of them can last for however much longer Faraday’s got on his borrowed time.
One last squeeze of Vasquez’s hand before Faraday rolls his shoulders, a little embarrassed by how earnest this entire exchange has been. Faraday’s used to couching his words in half-truths and jokes, and this is a bit out of his usual purview.
“Are we goin’ back to town, or are we just gonna stand here, palavering over nothing?”
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Date: 2018-03-08 08:38 pm (UTC)He leans into Vasquez’s touch, his hand coming up to rest over Vasquez’s. He squeezes the other man’s hand briefly in assurance. They’ve made it this far, Faraday thinks, and it’s the longest anyone has stuck it out with him. If they can last all these months without driving one another away, Faraday figures, then surely the two of them can last for however much longer Faraday’s got on his borrowed time.
One last squeeze of Vasquez’s hand before Faraday rolls his shoulders, a little embarrassed by how earnest this entire exchange has been. Faraday’s used to couching his words in half-truths and jokes, and this is a bit out of his usual purview.
“Are we goin’ back to town, or are we just gonna stand here, palavering over nothing?”