Right. Clearly, he's a little out of his depth here, Nacho is starting to realize. His manipulation skills are a lot more based on quietly observing and making himself physically useful to earn someone's trust.

This kind of thing, worming your way into someone's good graces with verbal acuity alone, when the game field is unknown... that's more (and the bile creeps into his throat at the thought of the name) Lalo's thing, not his.

Or... Jimmy's...

Hm.

Feeling a little bit like an idiot, realizing the implications of what he's saying are apparently lost on her, Nacho can tell she's withdrawing from him. Well, shit. Maybe it's time to withdraw himself and try a new tactic. He rubs the back of his neck, embarrassed.

"I just wanted to let you know your, uh, homie Batthour is out here telling people he's going to cut a new deal with Alem and cut you out of it." He shrugs. "That's all. My, uh, apologies for wasting your time."

Will she buy that? Will anything useful come of it? Who knows? Probably better if he starts to leave before he does more damage, regardless.