Faith nodded, already planning on talking to Sarah the next time she went back to the Hyperion. Even if she spent most of her time at the Winchester house, at least while Michael was here, she still planned on doing her job and checking in at the Hyperion at least once a day. It wouldn't be too hard to grab a hold of Sarah and chat to her about some school stuff.
And then Michael actually finished one of Sam's sentences.
"Woah," Faith murmured under her breath, her gaze shifting from Sam to Michael and back again. "That was kinda cool." It was obvious that Michael had had this conversation more than once with his parents.
"So if I give you the speech about wishing I'd had those kinds of opportunities when I was your age, will you know all of those too?" She was smirking as she asked, even if under the table her thumb was brushing over Sam's hand, trying to calm him down as he sat back. It was freaky, one of those sudden reminders that this virtual stranger in front of them knew them both better than almost anyone in the world.