The Scourge. Not a topic Faith enjoyed talking about, not by a long shot. Her distaste was clear on her face as she checked her weapons, making sure they were all still in place where they needed to be. Better to check now while things were calmer.
"That Weir place of yours is pretty weird," she noted mildly. She'd never been, but she'd heard of all the strange protections in place. "I'm fine, kicking ass is my way of having fun after all."