He glances at Vasquez. "It's only completely different here," he says, which is as close as he can come to saying it is different with him. But it's the same difference. Especially in his mind.
Something's off, and Faraday knows it. He just doesn't know what. Maybe it's this place. Or it's definitely what happened to him that he doesn't want to know about. Something is different though, and he's worried it's going to screw up whatever the hell it is that he and Vasquez shared. Closest thing to caring about someone and having them around, and wanting that.
"How is there no way out? Mountains? I mean, with a boat we could, right?" He doesn't like how that sounds, even if he isn't sure he cares. For now. Eventually though... He will feel the need to roam.
"Someone else, huh?" Man, he doesn't like the sound of that, expression turning sour. So much for those thoughts. "This someone senorita have a name?"
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Something's off, and Faraday knows it. He just doesn't know what. Maybe it's this place. Or it's definitely what happened to him that he doesn't want to know about. Something is different though, and he's worried it's going to screw up whatever the hell it is that he and Vasquez shared. Closest thing to caring about someone and having them around, and wanting that.
"How is there no way out? Mountains? I mean, with a boat we could, right?" He doesn't like how that sounds, even if he isn't sure he cares. For now. Eventually though... He will feel the need to roam.
"Someone else, huh?" Man, he doesn't like the sound of that, expression turning sour. So much for those thoughts. "This someone senorita have a name?"