[Vasquez doesn't say it out loud, but he thinks that Faraday is the kind of man with too much charm for his britches, who could probably ensnare at least three wives, if he wanted them. He's the kind of man who managed to grab Vasquez's attention in less than a week and move him from wanting to kill him to only sort of wanting to choke him until it's unpleasant.

Still, a dead wife? Not what he expected, not at all.]

I can fuss as much as I want because you can barely move, so you have to put up with it.

[The smart play would be for Vasquez to move on, now. Faraday is awake, he's fine, Vasquez should get out of there. Except, there's a few places of land that he thinks might be nice and Faraday's comment about a place on the outskirts of town...

Well, it sounds nice, even if Faraday isn't liable to stay with him. He strokes his fingers gently against Faraday's shoulder before letting go.]

Is that why you were so ready to charge the dynamite? To join your Ethel?