[ He doesn't quite get out of the way in time, having been far more preoccupied with looking around on the off-chance that he might be able to pick out what it is they were supposed to be doing. The look on his face definitely isn't amused, but Vasquez decides it's better not to complain about any unintentional prods for the time being. ] [ What Angel suggests sounds right, though-- mention of the lights in particular gets his attention, for reasons he can't quite pick out. ]
Think we should try going for the bright ones. [ Way to state the obvious, Vasquez. He pinches the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath. ] I don't think we're gonna get anywhere if we just stare at the wall for a while, either way. And hey, between you and me? We got this. If any of those red lights show up, they don't stand a chance. [ He's bluffing, but-- he hopes they don't, actually. ]
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[ What Angel suggests sounds right, though-- mention of the lights in particular gets his attention, for reasons he can't quite pick out. ]
Think we should try going for the bright ones. [ Way to state the obvious, Vasquez. He pinches the bridge of his nose, taking a deep breath. ] I don't think we're gonna get anywhere if we just stare at the wall for a while, either way. And hey, between you and me? We got this. If any of those red lights show up, they don't stand a chance.
[ He's bluffing, but-- he hopes they don't, actually. ]