[ It's funny, Faraday might think in a better moment, that the only reason he's so used to this bit of contact is because Vasquez offered it when Faraday was out of his mind with pain and desperately latched onto any small bit of comfort he could.
It took weeks for him to get to this point, where he could simply exist without regretting it, which means he's had weeks to grow accustomed to Vasquez's presence and his touch – enough so that the absence of either would be truly out of the ordinary.
Vasquez's question earns a quick, decisive nod, and Faraday jerks his head a little toward the mouth of the cave, though given that his gaze is aimed upward, he seems to be indicating the sky.
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It took weeks for him to get to this point, where he could simply exist without regretting it, which means he's had weeks to grow accustomed to Vasquez's presence and his touch – enough so that the absence of either would be truly out of the ordinary.
Vasquez's question earns a quick, decisive nod, and Faraday jerks his head a little toward the mouth of the cave, though given that his gaze is aimed upward, he seems to be indicating the sky.
Not tonight, he's trying to say. Tomorrow night.
During the full moon. ]