"Familiars?" Faith raised an eyebrow. "I'm gonna guess some kinda human vamp worshiper? Not exactly common in my world, but not unheard of either. Damn morons. Think they actually mean more to the vamps than a freaking meal."
Not gonna rest until I'm dead or they are Now that was an attitude Faith could relate to. She paused in glancing around the tunnel to actually look at Whistler. She sensed the other woman wouldn't appreciate sympathy for her story, she knew she wouldn't in her shoes. So instead she just nodded, understanding in her eyes.
"Harsh."
She turned another corner and Faith slowed, her body tensing and on alert as she held the gun up, her finger poised on the trigger.