[ He nods tightly, but for a brief second, he's still reluctant to move, reluctant to let Vasquez have that bare bit of breathing room to get his head on straight, to really think about what's going on.
All that pent up adrenaline from a thwarted fight. That's all this is. When that waiter came in, they both had been running on instinct, had switched into fight mode while their training helped them to maintain their heads. Maybe Vasquez had been ready to throw down before Faraday had presented that alternative, and now he's just burning off all that pent up energy.
Statesman agents know all about using various means to various ends.
It says a great fucking deal about Faraday and how desperate he is for this and how long he's wanted Vasquez that he decides he's fine with that.
Before the elevator doors can close, he yanks them both out, practically charging down the hall, still with a fistful of Vasquez's suit in hand. His free hand produces the card key from his pocket, and he applauds himself in getting the door to unlock on the first try. ]
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All that pent up adrenaline from a thwarted fight. That's all this is. When that waiter came in, they both had been running on instinct, had switched into fight mode while their training helped them to maintain their heads. Maybe Vasquez had been ready to throw down before Faraday had presented that alternative, and now he's just burning off all that pent up energy.
Statesman agents know all about using various means to various ends.
It says a great fucking deal about Faraday and how desperate he is for this and how long he's wanted Vasquez that he decides he's fine with that.
Before the elevator doors can close, he yanks them both out, practically charging down the hall, still with a fistful of Vasquez's suit in hand. His free hand produces the card key from his pocket, and he applauds himself in getting the door to unlock on the first try. ]