"You in a room with fifteen vamps? You probably wouldn't walk out." Hell, Faith would be lucky if she did. She knew she could fight, sure, but fifteen? At mention of her letting a vamp drink from her, she blinked at the info, studying her again. "I've never been bit."
Then she asked about being a Slayer, and Faith straightened a little. "Well the way everyone always says it is one girl in all the world to stand against the vampires, demons, and forces of darkness. The Chosen One, Slayer, whatever." Faith was obviously proud of it, though she was trying to show that that didn't matter, either. "'Cept by the time I got called, there was still another. But that's another story, really." She gave a light shrug.