Date: 2018-06-22 05:17 pm (UTC)
quinientos: (worry)
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Vasquez tenses his jaw, aware that this isn't something they should be doing in a jail cell, not when the other guard could be coming at any minute. He draws away from Faraday's hand, even if that's all he currently wants nothing more than to sink into the warmth of his hand and coax Faraday into kissing the bruising until it burns, trying to replace these feelings. "Come on, we shouldn't stay here."

The last thing he needs is for them to come back and arrest Faraday with him. Not only would it make their chances of rescue slim to nothing, but he's not sure he could bear to see Faraday in a cell and awaiting punishment because of him.

He still squeezes Faraday's hand as he passes, starting to rifle through the possessions. He takes back his things, but steals more than belongs to him, feeling owed. It's a rapid business, but it helps to calm his mind a little, though the panic still is there, making him breathe harder and his vision feels like it's blurry in a haze of trying to understand what's going to happen next.

"You got the supplies, yes? Because we're definitely leaving," he says bluntly, no matter how badly he'd wanted a firm bed under his back tonight.
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