Faith's eyes narrowed dangerously as the guy spoke. "Well, you don't know him like I do, okay? He's a killer." She didn't mention that she was too. "A vampire. A fuckin' bloodsucker who's killed more people than the years you've been alive." She pushed off the door her entire stance defensive. "Apparently he got so good at killin' 'cause idiots trusted him too much." She didn't want to mention that she'd tried to kill Angel once already and had failed.
"He may not have hurt anyone yet, but don't worry. He lives much longer and people will start endin' up dead with 'neck trauma'." She rolled her eyes, then shifted her stance when he threatened to take the holy water back. "Ya know what? You can fuckin' have it. I don't need the shit, and I don't need you." She started to throw it down at the floor, but then stopped, eyes darkening. "If you can take it from me."