Faith had a small smile when she saw Xander was prepared with the Holy Water. Folk sometimes didn't give him enough credit.
She nodded along with the plan, gripping her knife in one hand.
"What? I'm not gonna really use it," She said, with a touch of defensiveness. "No killing of the Sam, I got it. But he don't know that. Go in, get Red, leave with no killing or possession, I can do that."
She shifted, slightly uncomfortable. "So, we doing this or what?"
She actually looked to Peter for orders, a fact which unnerved her somewhat. Still, there was no way she was taking the lead on this.