Sol didn't think that Faith had ever seen her cry. Not until she got here that is. It seemed like she'd cried more here then she ever had in her life. "Yeah." Taking her hands away from holding pressure on her neck she wiped her face with the clean part of her sleeves.
Not answering Faith when she said that she just had to move on, Sol just closed her mouth. She didn't ask her how or why because she knew that she didn't know.
"Em's Dean's friend. You know that. Once Kyle finds out... y'know what'll happen." What I deserve, she thought to herself. Then she remembered that Faith didn't even know yet. She'd only told Emily. "Dean and I fucked last night. Then we fought this morning. I hit him across the room. End of story."
Sol winced when Faith put some ointment stuff on her bites. Then she covered them up with some gauze. "Thanks for patching me up. I'll head home now." She wanted to do what she always did, she wanted to bail. Being alone was a lot better than actually having to talk about it. Plus? Her and Faith weren't really the talk it out type.