[ Vasquez doesn't drastically change his pace, if only because he doesn't want Faraday feeling that he's being accommodated.
(Even if he is.)
Vasquez leads the way into the woods, and though Rose Creek isn't a rowdy or loud place to be, there's always a sense of peace that comes being away from structures and the latent thundering of a host of hearts. He pauses in the treeline, closing his eyes as he turns his face up to the stars.
After a beat, he glances over at Faraday with a wry smile. ]
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(Even if he is.)
Vasquez leads the way into the woods, and though Rose Creek isn't a rowdy or loud place to be, there's always a sense of peace that comes being away from structures and the latent thundering of a host of hearts. He pauses in the treeline, closing his eyes as he turns his face up to the stars.
After a beat, he glances over at Faraday with a wry smile. ]
So, perro. A rabbit? A buck?