Even Faith was wearing Kevlar, knowing Wolfram and Hart the way she did she wasn't trusting just her Slayer reflexes to get her away from bullets. And she suspected that all the medical attention would have to be directed Peter's way, so the last thing she wanted was to distract anyone with a nasty case of injuries.
Her weapon choices were simple and concealed under her leather coat as she took her place behind Nathan's shoulder, her dark glare on Bela. She caught the thief's gaze for a brief moment, silently promising her a world of pain if she double crossed them.
Even so, they could not ignore this chance to get Peter back. And as such she stayed quiet, biting back any threats or sarcastic remarks. For now.