"I like the kid," Faith confessed with a sheepish smile. "What, she's cute. And she's all feisty and stuff, I like her." Like when she glared at the bad monsters. It was hard to dislike a kid like that.
"Although," she shifted her position, curling more into Sam's side, and slipping an arm around his waist. "Some of the background monsters look kinda like some demon breeds. Makes you wonder."
She giggled softly at the blue fish and wondered at Sam's mentioning of hunting. Possibly the only thing left they hadn't talked about, him going hunting again. Without the blood.
"You know," she started lightly. "I've missed going patrolling with you."