Faith laughed, somewhat self consciously. "Thanks," she muttered, before getting a close look at him when he sat down. Habit made her check him over for any sign of injuries. He seemed ok and she relaxed, just fractionally.
"I'm.." she started to talk before exhaling hard. "I guess I should start from the beginning. Were you here during the Apocalypse? When a bunch of people died?"
She stared at the table a moment before looking at him.
"I was one of them. One of my best friends was possessed and shot me. After I was brought back I found it hard to deal and I started taking this drug called Orpheus. It's a kinda mystical opiate. I'd stopped, been clean for a while."
She ran a hand through her hair awkwardly before she sighed again. "Then all this crap with Buffy and trying to be two Slayers at once and doing double the patrolling and I kinda... snapped."