Faith smirked, knowing full well that she fell into the category of women who didn't need protecting.
"Chicken or egg huh? Now you wanna stay away from that one, it does mess your mind up eventually. Trust me, a couple of years in prison, I know what I'm talking about."
She grinned before groaning slightly. "You'd buy me pie? and ok, my soul is yours. See, I'm a cheap date. When do you want pie?"
She stood on tip toe to get a closer look at the bite scar. It was impressive, she'd give him that. "Ok, see, you really should have kicked his ass before he bit you, but you get beginners points for surviving. Despite the garbage thing. Which of course would never happen to me. Nor the biting either." She smirked before clamping her hand over her neck to hide the bite marks from both Angelus and Deacon.