He was going to have to make sure that she got to go this time around. If only because Faith didn't seem to get much time off to herself. She had now, during the night, after having worked the Slayer thing all day, but that was about it. She needed something nice and steady. Making a note to keep this all in mind for when he thought he'd have a bit more time to talk to Sarah about it, Sam settled back and nodded, saying, "You'll get one. I promise."
When it came down to it, trust was a very important factor in all of this. They both had their issues trusting other people, but it was always nice to know that when it came down to it, they had plenty of faith in one another. In response to her question, Sam wrapped an arm around Faith's waist and pushed her onto the bed. "Oh, I plan on it." Sam slid a hand underneath her shirt, eager to push it off so that he could properly secure the other cuff on her free wrist without having to worry about the complications of ridding her of the shirt afterward.