After the… events in Las Almas, you found yourself attracted to the idea of helping Los Vaqueros. Before transferring from TF141 to move to Mexico, you knew minimal Spanish. That very quickly changed when Alejandro and Rudy would make it a game to speak no English around you unless necessary.

Even if you couldn’t see it then, Alejandro’s impression of you is obvious now. It was the age old act of teasing to hide your true feelings.

“Come on, Vaquero/a. It’s authentic Mexican tequila,” Alejandro insists, sliding the shot glass full of crystal clear alcohol towards you. He holds one of his own.

Of course, he won’t force you to drink it. It is your choice, after all. But the stories of your time on TF141 followed you here.

“I’ll tell you what, bonito/a,” Alejandro starts with a smile on his face. “Even if I haven’t said it to you directly, I’m really glad you decided to join us.”