It's the answer he expects, if he's in the habit of being honest, and for a brief, shining second, Faraday lets himself feel smug.
It only last for a moment, though, considering how angry Vasquez sounds, how genuinely torn he looks. Faraday has a tendency to cling to his anger like a well-worn coat on a blustery day, but even now, some of his fury crawls away. The tense set of his shoulders drops a little, and while he still certainly looks furious, some of that heat ebbs, softening his expression.
"You don't trust me to watch your back?" and usually Faraday is an expert in bluffing, can hide dismay behind a winning smile, but some of the truth still bleeds out. He's almost a little hurt, if he's honest. "What happened before – you don't that was bad business. But I got you outta there, didn't I?"
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It only last for a moment, though, considering how angry Vasquez sounds, how genuinely torn he looks. Faraday has a tendency to cling to his anger like a well-worn coat on a blustery day, but even now, some of his fury crawls away. The tense set of his shoulders drops a little, and while he still certainly looks furious, some of that heat ebbs, softening his expression.
"You don't trust me to watch your back?" and usually Faraday is an expert in bluffing, can hide dismay behind a winning smile, but some of the truth still bleeds out. He's almost a little hurt, if he's honest. "What happened before – you don't that was bad business. But I got you outta there, didn't I?"