Nacho approaches slowly, while Temiu is fishing. Temiu doesn't directly recall either his father or Mike, but there's something about old men that just makes him comfortable regardless.

He waits until they make eye contact before he offers a small smile -- hoping to show that he's not trying to be intimidating -- and says, softly, "Hey." A breath. He's quick to clarify, "I'm, uh, not here to take your money."