Faith matched the grin with a wide one of her own. "Same, growing up in my part of Boston, everyone and their mother smoked. Kinda just picked it up. Not sure it's what the PTB had in mind with the Slayer healing, but I aint complaining."
She watched Nikki's reaction to the picture with a soft smile. Breaking up with Robin had been hard, and by the end more than a couple of insults had been thrown back and forth. But in the end they broke up because they cared too much, because they knew the cost of this life. So Faith didn't have a bad word to say about her ex and she still cared about him a hell of a lot.
"He is damn tall," she agreed with a laugh. "I barely reach his shoulder. And he's made a few of the girls swoon some."
She blushed, just slightly, embarrassed but pleased at the compliment. "Thanks. And you're welcome. We kinda all got camera happy after Sunnydale, so I've got a couple more of him upstairs, and the rest of the girls. We all wanted to remember just how much we kicked ass down there." She had a glint in her eyes, that playful fierce glint that all Slayers seemed to get when thinking about those really good fights.