Vasquez grabs at Bobo and hauls him off the ground just for a moment before setting him down, dangling out the coat for Bobo just in case he wants to take it and wear it.

"I'd never be a good prince," he agrees with a smug grin. "Maybe the outlaw who comes in and debauchs the princess the night before she's to be married." Even then, that's not really him. He wants to be asked to do those things.