not everything is gonna be the way you think it ought to be;
[ shit. faith's thoughts aren't usually nearly so simple, but it's an all-encompassing feeling, right? shit. ]
Do I ever?
[ faith makes herself not think. she doesn't think about what it could be, because all of the worst things in their lives are the things that normal people write fantasies about. the ones where even though faith's not friends with them, good people get hurt. or worse, turn into bad people.
she doesn't have to think it over, but she takes a moment. because if she't not going to like it, it's safe to say that angel isn't thrilled, either. and he's taking that choosing-for-everyone protection route he likes to use. one that faith can appreciate, but won't tolerate. but no-- he's being up front about it. faith gets a choice. and she can't choose to let him be the only one. that way leads a brooding man-child of a sponsor. equals. they're supposed to be equals. she needs that here -- they both do. nobody likes being in a cage, regardless of how cushy the cage is. ]
Born sure. Got my big-girl britches on.
( ooc | that is a beautiful system and i approve ♥ )