✝ action
[ winding through the tables toward the little space derek has commandeered for them, faith's got too much time to wonder if this is a great idea. she's enjoyed the few times they've run into each other, and he doesn't seem bothered by her attitude that first time they met. but faith doesn't do friends. she doesn't get close to people.
this is the exact thing she's been nervous about doing -- prison back home was simpler. prison here is too much like the outside world. too free. fortunately, the state of derek's neck and face is distracting enough to put those thoughts back out of her mind.
taking a seat next to him, faith waves generally at derek's face. ]