[Vasquez isn't sure what's happened, honestly, or what's happening. He doesn't know why he feels like there's music in his voice and ears every time he talks, but it doesn't stop when Reyes asks him that, only continues.]
And if we're lost, then we are lost together.
[He's about to snap, which is why he storms right to the table to pick up a pen and piece of paper. He scrawls with much more anger than he's used to, but he needs to get it out somehow.]
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And if we're lost, then we are lost together.
[He's about to snap, which is why he storms right to the table to pick up a pen and piece of paper. He scrawls with much more anger than he's used to, but he needs to get it out somehow.]
WHAT IS HAPPENING???