[Mining town, sheriff. Vasquez is definitely feeling right to be wary, even if he's bristling already at the name-calling. She doesn't know who he is and maybe he can keep it that way. Still, she can probably see the tension in his shoulders, the way he wants to jump to the gun instantly.]

Vasquez, not from anywhere, but I was near Rose Creek.

[He's saying it cautiously, testing the waters. If she's heard of it, then maybe he has to be more careful, but if not, then maybe he's not in as much trouble as he'd thought.]

You really think they would have killed me? Maybe I'm a tasty snack to be kept.