Vasquez looks Bobo over when he's got him close enough, still both hands on the rope to keep it taut as he lets his eyes settle on Bobo's mouth for a longer moment than's polite before he looks back up to his eyes, shrugging a little. "If I had my guns, I could show you all kinds of tricks, but these are easier."

He doesn't loosen the rope, but tugs just a little more so that he's practically flush against him. "You smell a bit strange, cabron," comes out, which is far from the most romantic thing he's ever said, but it's the truth.

He can't place the smell, but there's something there and he's not sure why, but it clouds his head and makes him feel funny.