"Try," Faith echoed in a mutter, slight disgust coloring her voice. "Always the excuse with men, they're try to do something. It's pathetic."
Even Angelus. Even the man who made her what she was and had been there more than most, ultimately she knew he'd let her down too. It wasn't really a man's fault, it was just the way they were meant to be. Too weak by far.
She snarled slightly, a feral sound deep in her throat. "I said no. I don't want Buffy here." The perky blonde Slayer, bane of her damn life and unlife at that. "You call her then I'm getting out of this trick and you'd have to kill me to stop me."