Faith ran a hand through her hair absently, leaving flakes of blood behind. "He could've trusted me." She spoke up stubbornly, not caring that at the moment, she probably sounded pretty pathetic. Why couldn't Jaz just understand how hurt she was? Well, it was probably because she didn't know Faith and what she'd gone through. "I don't trust others very much...pretty much almost never, okay? But I trusted him. And he just kept right on buildin' up the lies, puttin' all these details in. Then, tonight, he's like, oh by the way, I'm not who I said I was." The Slayer shook her head in annoyance, one booted foot kicking backwards at the tree she was leaning against.
"Uh huh. Well he shoulda known that I wouldn't give a shit what kinda vamp he was or where he came from." Especially not after her own life. "I have no place judgin' him."