Faith just gave Sol a look through narrowed eyes when she mentioned that she wouldn't have been a good mother, or that Dean really wanted it. Faith wasn't about to speak for Dean but with the amount of worrying he did after Sol's disappearance she knew that Solvei was wrong.
She carefully considered everything Sol was saying as the whiskey rolled over her tongue and down her throat. It didn't make much sense, but neither had waking up in some swanky apartment with a bunch of hookers either.
"Think this is hell?" She asked her and she just looked at Faith strangely. "What? You lost the baby and there's evil twins all over the place. It's a valid question." Faith shrugged defensively, and stared moodily out the window for a few minutes before looking back at Sol.
"Sorry, it's just a little y'know, fucked up. It's good to see you though. We all looked for you for a wicked long time."