Vasquez doesn't react at all to the teasing, because yes, he knows he's very obvious, but he also isn't about to play along. At least, not that easily, but maybe later. "Are you?" he asks, curious about that, because he doesn't even know where this man comes from.

"I'll tell you when I'm from, you tell me where," he bargains, even if he's already planning to give his part of the answer. "1879. I think. I was in hiding for most of it," he says blithely, like being a wanted man isn't a problem to announce anymore.