If Faith met Spock, she'd try and get in his pants. And if that didn't work, well then she'd find a way into them anyway. Just because she could. She'd tell him where to shove his logic, and it wouldn't even be his own ass. Try something dirtier. "Good answer," as long as he wasn't a complete ass, then she'd show him a good time several times over. And she had a feeling he'd be anything but an ass.
She grinned, "Oh I like you already," she murmured just before he kissed her. She wasn't one of those people who needed to take it slow and easy either. So she grabbed him, and kissed him eagerly, tugging him toward her rather roughly. No need to waste time, like he said.