"Aww, Claire, you're gonna make me blush," Faith's cheerful voice came from the top of the stairs as she made her way down, taking the steps two at a time before arriving just in front of the pair, the patrol lists for that night in her hand.
"It's true though, we do approve of a good ramble," she grinned at the new girl, the ghost if she remembered correctly.
"Nice to meet you, I'm Faith, head of the fighty stuff around here."