Sol smiled and it wasn't a happy smile when Faith replied with a non-committal 'fine.' "That almost sounded convincing." She figured that they had probably been worried about her but there wasn't anything she could've done about it.
"Yeah. Not like Dean wanted it or I would've made a good Mom anyway." Her heart was still aching at the thought of it. She didn't want to think about it so she took a long drink and finished off her glass. It burned all the way down but it was better than what she was feeling at the moment.
"There's already a Dean here and a Sam. They're from a different time line I guess. When I showed up here they didn't know who the hell I was. The Dean here just proposed to some other chick. When I talked to him he told me that if I ever needed help with anything to call him." It was a lot to take in but maybe Faith would understand some of what she had went through when she got here.
"There was another you, like I told you earlier. She only remembered me by name from Sunnydale." There was more to tell her. But she was going to wait for her to wrap her head around all that before she went into more details.