[ Rose Creek has spoiled him in a lot of ways, Faraday thinks. After he had been bitten, he weathered the nightly changes on his own, spent his evenings wandering dark woods. The change was painful, sure, and the fact that his evenings needed to be spent outside of civilization had been lonely – but aside from the full moons, Faraday had learned to live with.
It wasn't until Rose Creek that he started to so keenly miss being able to talk.
At Vasquez's suggestion, Faraday lets out a huff, frustrated that he can't speak his piece, but he resorts to offering his closest approximation to a shrug.
[ Often, when Vasquez strikes up conversation with Faraday like this, he doesn't expect full and detailed responses – partially because that's clearly impossible – but he tends to understand the gestures or sounds that come in this form. ]
[ He casts Vasquez an annoyed look. You gotta talk about this now?
Not because Faraday is trying to avoid the topic, but because he can't properly speak on it. And God knows he has things he can say about Butch's apparent cowardice and generally unpleasant disposition. A handful of minutes in Butch's presence, and Faraday has been wholly turned off of the prospect of ever meeting another werewolf.
After a heartbeat, and after a visible hesitation, Faraday makes the same approximation of a shrug, head tipping to one side as his shoulders shift.
[ It's harder to get everything out of that little shrug this time, and Vasquez knows enough to take what he's given. He drops a couple more burrs to the side, smoothing back Faraday's fur in slow strokes. ]
Can't all be like that, hm? There's you, after all, perro.
[ He lets out a small huff, though this time, it's closer to a laugh, and when he looks at Vasquez, there's something almost smug in the way he narrows his eyes.
Vasquez surely doesn't mean it as a compliment, but it still might be the nicest thing Vasquez has ever said in his favor. ]
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I think maybe that wasn't how you expected that might go.
[ He pulls free another spiky ball, this time smoothing down Faraday's fur again, like he's trying to soothe away the discomfort. ]
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It wasn't until Rose Creek that he started to so keenly miss being able to talk.
At Vasquez's suggestion, Faraday lets out a huff, frustrated that he can't speak his piece, but he resorts to offering his closest approximation to a shrug.
That's about the long and short of it. ]
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... Does that bother you?
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Not because Faraday is trying to avoid the topic, but because he can't properly speak on it. And God knows he has things he can say about Butch's apparent cowardice and generally unpleasant disposition. A handful of minutes in Butch's presence, and Faraday has been wholly turned off of the prospect of ever meeting another werewolf.
After a heartbeat, and after a visible hesitation, Faraday makes the same approximation of a shrug, head tipping to one side as his shoulders shift.
Not sure what I was expecting. ]
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Can't all be like that, hm? There's you, after all, perro.
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Vasquez surely doesn't mean it as a compliment, but it still might be the nicest thing Vasquez has ever said in his favor. ]
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Don't look so pleased. You only try to eat me once a month, so you can't be all bad.
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