"He's been at the training for months and I don't even get why," Faith sighed, frustrated as all hell. "Azazel, Lilith, Alastair, they're all dead. There's no threats from his world here. Well," she paused with a humorless smirk. "Apart from Ruby. So why the obsessive training, this need to be stronger all the time? Stronger for what? It almost feel like..."
She trailed off as the realization of what was really bugging her about this came to her. "It's almost like he doesn't trust the rest of us to fight and protect people. Like he has to do it all himself."
It hurt, the idea of being unable to trust Sam. Or was it Sam's judgment she didn't trust any more? How free he was from Ruby or if she was pulling all the strings.
"Plus he might try locking you in a closet again," this time there was a trace of humor in her smirk before she turned serious again. "If Dean, or John for that matter tried, you know how defensive they'd all get. Maybe someone random. Like Sarah. Or one of the Jedi. Jacen has all that dark sidey history, maybe they can bond or something."
And that was just a weird image by itself. Faith shook her head slightly before giving Claire a sympathetic smile at the head hitting, something she felt tempted to do herself.