"Okay, past the first conclusion that it would be really dumb to let a vampire near my throat, even one I trust, moving on from that point, how would you feel? If I was sneaking around and doing that. You can't seriously expect me to believe that you wouldn't find that kind of intimacy with someone else to be unfaithful. Even if I was just wanting to save the world, to let someone else be that close to me would be cheating." And really she did find the idea of the flask to carry around repulsive, but still she had to wonder why they hadn't gone for that in the first place. She really did suspect that Ruby had gotten off on the power of having Sam's body so close to hers. "Also, blood is sexual. I've been around vampires long enough to know that, hell that was half of the deal with the Orpheus. It's life and death and sex and power, all of it. You may not have thought of it that way, but I bet she did. Part of her was inside you, how can that not be way too intimate?"
She almost felt bad for the way she was making him feel, even through the fresh anger and betrayal she was feeling herself. Still, she needed him to understand, to truly understand how she felt, that it had been him being unfaithful. "And besides, by the end when she was being openly a bitch to me and all you could do was defend her and make excuses for her and you stopped even sneaking off, you just were with her all the time, for nine days straight at one point, no matter what she said to or about me. I bet she loved it, me being the clueless girlfriend left alone while she got to do whatever she wanted with you." Take out the demon element of it and it was almost a classic cliche.
Faith stared at her drink, watched the bubbles of her soda pop on the surface for a moment. "I know you were strong enough to resist what Eve did. I know eventually you'll realize that you're stronger than you thought and you'll figure you'll be able to see her again without wanting to drain her dry. And this obsession you have that she's doing something will consume you completely because you'll have nothing to hold you back and I'm gonna end up losing you. That's what I know Sam."
She didn't resist when he took her hand, her gaze dragging to where his fingers were laced in hers. The people in the restaurant were even more openly curious now that Sam had moved his chair, but Faith couldn't bring herself to care. "But the real question is who has your soul?" Her voice was barely audible as she made herself look up at him, her fear clear in her eyes. "What's more important to you, figuring her out or making us work?" She wasn't sure that she was the one he was thinking about, she couldn't be sure. How had he been thinking about her when he started sending hidden messages to Ruby?