Vasquez stubbornly continues to stand at full height, even if without his hat, his hair is rumpled and he's never bothered to fully do up the vest, which means he's not exactly very menacing and put-together. Still, now that Faraday is agreeing (again), he's confronted with the reality of following through on his word.
He can do this. There's no reason for him to turn tail and run, even though he would manage to get to his horse without Faraday being able to catch up to him. His arm may be bloody and hurt, but his legs are just fine. Breathing in deeply, he reprimands himself and moves towards the stairs to stand behind Faraday, glad he's not going to have to say too loudly that he's also scared of being marked as an easy target. He needs Faraday moving normally.
Then again, 'loud, drunken, cheat Irishman' isn't going to go unnoticed, but then, they can threaten and shoot their way through that problem. "Last thing we need is people talking what they don't know about," he says, accent rough and his English faltering a little in the mess of his thoughts. He reaches a hand out, beckoning him with a low whistle as he gestures for him to come. "Andale, guero," he says, focusing on the task at hand and not the one that comes after.
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Date: 2017-09-05 12:57 pm (UTC)He can do this. There's no reason for him to turn tail and run, even though he would manage to get to his horse without Faraday being able to catch up to him. His arm may be bloody and hurt, but his legs are just fine. Breathing in deeply, he reprimands himself and moves towards the stairs to stand behind Faraday, glad he's not going to have to say too loudly that he's also scared of being marked as an easy target. He needs Faraday moving normally.
Then again, 'loud, drunken, cheat Irishman' isn't going to go unnoticed, but then, they can threaten and shoot their way through that problem. "Last thing we need is people talking what they don't know about," he says, accent rough and his English faltering a little in the mess of his thoughts. He reaches a hand out, beckoning him with a low whistle as he gestures for him to come. "Andale, guero," he says, focusing on the task at hand and not the one that comes after.