It was simply in Faith's nature to bit a touchy-feely. She was big on contact especially on those that piqued her interest. The whole angel concept was intriguing, and he was just so deliciously wound up. It made the bad in her cry out for a bit of fun corruption. It might not help her out if she wanted to get into heaven, but it would be a fun story to tell later. Buffy may be the queen of seducing vampires, but she certainly never had an angel. Even if he rebuffed her advances, she had a feeling that she would have an enjoyable time seeing his reactions. She could only imagine what sort of obliviousness or discomfort that could come from him.
"Right. Real you makes us poor humans go ka-blooey in the eyes," she parroted in her form, using a hand to wiggle her fingers in front of her own eyes. Faith smoothed out the slight wrinkled on his coat that formed from her tugging. Dryly, she added, "I'll keep that in mind. As for me, this is as good as you're gonna get. No super special form on my part. Well, aside from getting naked, but I might want some dinner or a drink out of it first."