"Please don't get either of you killed," Vasquez pleads, seeing as he really doesn't want to have to clean up bodies, and he definitely doesn't want to have to grieve either of them. He snorts at the idea of Bobo without a shirt, because he does like looking.

Faraday might not like that so much, though.

"Pretty knots?" he echoes, which never would have been something that Vasquez could do, with his issues. "That's impressive," he admits. "You going to keep seeing them?"