Faith glowered at Deacon for a moment before one of the vamps hesitantly handed her a glass of... milk? Really?
She turned back to Harrison.
"It's what he would want from us Dark Slayer," Harrison explained. "As he taught you, there's nothing uncool about healthy teeth and bones."
Hearing the Mayor's words once more made Faith more emotional than she expected. Damn, she missed him. For a split second she smiled slightly as she took the glass, before she covered it with a scowl.
"So if you've been underground since the Mayor, you haven't heard any of the gossip of the last few years?" She asked carefully.
"No. We hadn't been up to the surface until Los Angeles became a little more friendly to our kind and we returned. Heard the stories of a force of darkness, raging through this city. We knew it had to be you. And when Mr Frost said he knew you, we knew it was a sign, a sign that you would lead us again. To fulfill his great work." Harrison was looking at her with a look of absolute reverence. Which greatly disturbed her.
"Right..." she held the glass out and almost jumped as one immediately dashed to her side to take her glass from her.
"Ok..." She shook her head slightly before turning at Deacon. "You, a word, outside, Now."