Any trace of a giggle at his reaction to the coffee was hidden behind her coffee mug as Faith took another sip of her own.
"Yeah," she eventually said after a pause, still feeling irritated at another bad guy getting away. "He's powerful. Not the biggest I've ever seen but up there." No, the award for the biggest was the First Evil, source of all evil badness. Definitely still the heavyweight champion. but that didn't make Alastair some walk in the park either and the son of a bitch had gotten away.
She eyed Jack with a not inconsiderable amount of concern before she reached over and squeezed his hand briefly. "I'm sorry Jack." There was a moment's silence before she sat back, looking thoughtful.
"Well, how do you mean, for starters? You don't really know what to do in a physical sense or an emotional one?"