"You screwed up, Faith," Sam admitted. "Big time. I'm not gonna sugarcoat you on that. But it's like I said. I can get why you did it. People do crazy things for the people that they love." Like making a deal with the devil to make sure that his own didn't spend an eternity in hell. He didn't regret it either. "But that was then. This is now. People change and I'll be damned if I ever saw a killer in you through all the times we've talked."
He folded his arms over his chest and kept his eyes on her. "I know that the guilt toward whatever it was that you did is completely kicking your ass here, but don't let it. It's not gonna help, trust me."