Faith didn't need telling twice, the second Peter made his decision she almost bolted for the stairs, getting up them as quickly as she could before she reached the upstairs room with Buffy and a guy she could only assume was Sam, or at least the demoniacally possessed version.
Buffy seemed to be having the upper hand for now, but still Faith was wary, knowing better than to assume he was taken care of already.
"You alright up here? Left me some fun as well I hope?" She kept her tone casual, even as her eyes were glued to the demon.
"Don't think we've been introduced babe, I'm Faith," she smirked. "And I'd really like the pleasure if royally kicking your ass this evening."