Fray sat there, kind of enjoying the rolling motion of the Jeep. It was fun. And there was going to be food at the end of it.
"But... there's more than one Slayer," she said. She tucked some of her hair behind her ear. "There's two, right now. So wouldn't... I mean, it'd be easier to get one of them. Right?"
Fray didn't know a lot about Faith. She wasn't as well-documented as Buffy. A lot of space existed between all the entries in the Watcher's Diaries about her, like she just... wasn't important anymore, or like she was gone. Was that now? She wasn't dead. Mel knew that. But surely it was easier to bring a live slayer from across the country than to grab one from the future and force her backward in time.
She sighed.
"Well, I guess it doesn't matter. I'm here. I'm the Slayer. I'll do my ruttin' job."