The abrupt way Vasquez's anger ebbs away leaves Faraday startled, confused. It doesn't completely douse Faraday's anger – because Faraday latches onto that particular emotion with all the tenacity a drowning man would cling to driftwood – but it calms him down, makes him focus, makes him listen.
The snide little remark about his intelligence earns Vasquez a flat, unimpressed look, and when he continues to pile on the insults, Faraday bristles all the more, jaw ticking with annoyance. But the insults stand at odds with the way Vasquez's voice calms, the way he smiles, and Faraday frowns with confusion.
It's only when Vasquez finishes speaking that Faraday is left completely reeling, and he blinks at the other man, almost dazed. It's a few moments for him to process the words, for their meaning to finally take root, and when they do, Faraday exhales sharply through his nose.
"You're a confusing son of a bitch," he grumbles, arms crossing over his chest. Even so, a quiet note of relief creeps into his voice. "Is this the kinda nonsense I'd get if I set out with you?"
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Date: 2017-08-07 04:40 am (UTC)The snide little remark about his intelligence earns Vasquez a flat, unimpressed look, and when he continues to pile on the insults, Faraday bristles all the more, jaw ticking with annoyance. But the insults stand at odds with the way Vasquez's voice calms, the way he smiles, and Faraday frowns with confusion.
It's only when Vasquez finishes speaking that Faraday is left completely reeling, and he blinks at the other man, almost dazed. It's a few moments for him to process the words, for their meaning to finally take root, and when they do, Faraday exhales sharply through his nose.
"You're a confusing son of a bitch," he grumbles, arms crossing over his chest. Even so, a quiet note of relief creeps into his voice. "Is this the kinda nonsense I'd get if I set out with you?"