[ Faraday's brow furrows a little, his gaze sliding back to Vasquez. He's quiet for a second, trying, for once, to pick his words – not an easy thing, normally, made all the more difficult with the whiskey in his gut.
Eventually, ]
You sure you want to go for a second round? You didn't have the easiest time with it.
[ Which is one hell of an understatement.
What he means is, "The wolf tried to maul you and eat you, not necessarily in that order, and I wouldn't blame you in the slightest if you wanted to stick a silver collar around it, tie it to a post, and call it a night." ]
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Eventually, ]
You sure you want to go for a second round? You didn't have the easiest time with it.
[ Which is one hell of an understatement.
What he means is, "The wolf tried to maul you and eat you, not necessarily in that order, and I wouldn't blame you in the slightest if you wanted to stick a silver collar around it, tie it to a post, and call it a night." ]