"Part of the job," Faith nodded, "Gimme a couple of days and it'll all be healed up anyway."
At the tap she obediently shifted over to make room for the blonde, grinning at the clear approval of the ice cream, and that Felicia got the plan.
"Right," she took the tub back, taking a spoonful of ice cream before offering it back again.
"Pretty much. To make a long and boring story, less long and only slightly less boring, basically in my world, as in this one, in every generation there is a Chosen One. We got ourselves the nifty powers and we fight the demons. One Slayer dies, the next is Called." She smirked. "One day you're a normal girl then somewhere in the world another girl snuffs it and you wake up with super powers." She shrugged slightly. "There was Buffy, then she drowned. Came back through CPR, but it was enough to activate Kendra. Then less than a year later she had her throat slit by a vampire and I was Called. I was 16. My Watcher found me and trained me."
She was quiet for a moment before shrugging again.