"You don't know that," he pointed out. But really, Sam wasn't one to talk. He was pretty quick to jump the gun on certain people sometimes. Anyone with supernatural abilities that leaned toward anything similar to what he knew back home happened to be one of them. Some of the demons here, who had hideous forms and grunted rather than spoke properly half the time, weren't exactly what he was expecting when he went out hunting the monsters. No black eyes, wicked smiles, and talk of how Lilith was coming for him. Just grunting. He didn't know if that was an improvement or not.
"He glanced over his shoulder and shook his head. There was no way that he was going to let her walk the streets at night after what had just happened. She looked a wreck and he wouldn't be the one to leave her to it. He stepped forward and gently placed a hand on her arm. "Come on. You can come with me." He and Dean shared a room in a hotel in the midtown area. Sam figured he could just use one of 'their' credit cards to book Faith a room for the night.