Here's the trouble. Faraday has offered him the perfect out because he's not so far off the mark. It's true that he's managed to focus in on what Vasquez is feeling unsettled and jealous over, but if he's not careful, then the truth is going to come out and one of those beautiful peacemakers that Faraday holds so dear is likely to shoot parts of him clean off.
Why does Faraday have to look so charming and handsome when he's being an annoying son of a bitch? That's what Vasquez wants to know. Instead of answering right away, Vasquez keeps his face steely and sombre, though it's not hard when Faraday is inching so close to the truth.
"Yes," he says, and this is truthful and aching for it. "Yes, it was because of the saloon." Still true, still able to say it even though he's drunk and lonely and stupid. Scoffing, he shakes his head as he leans forward to dig a cigarette out of his pocket, searching for his matches. "That there were attentions to be had in the saloon, sometimes, it puts me in a mood." No lie given, no truth shown either. Vasquez nods to himself at a job well done as he strikes the match.
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Date: 2017-10-07 02:10 am (UTC)Why does Faraday have to look so charming and handsome when he's being an annoying son of a bitch? That's what Vasquez wants to know. Instead of answering right away, Vasquez keeps his face steely and sombre, though it's not hard when Faraday is inching so close to the truth.
"Yes," he says, and this is truthful and aching for it. "Yes, it was because of the saloon." Still true, still able to say it even though he's drunk and lonely and stupid. Scoffing, he shakes his head as he leans forward to dig a cigarette out of his pocket, searching for his matches. "That there were attentions to be had in the saloon, sometimes, it puts me in a mood." No lie given, no truth shown either. Vasquez nods to himself at a job well done as he strikes the match.