For a few moments she said nothing, scrutinizing everything he said. Her mind worked quickly, but she took her time sorting through everything, and assessing his reaction. His movement, his tone. Kara had no idea how well this guy could lie, but she wasn't picking up an hints of it from his heart beat, or anything else. Other than the fact that he seemed very much aware that he was in trouble if she didn't believe him.
Finally she seemed to relax a little, and back down, taking a few steps back. "It's Pike, right?" she asked, voice more calm, but she wasn't smiling. She wouldn't be smiling until she had calmed down enough and knew that something was going to be done about this. "Is this Faith's body?" it had to be, but still she asked, holding up a piece of the brown hair that falling over her shoulders.
If she was in Faith's, then that meant Faith was in her body, back at the apartments. Or at least she really hoped that was where her body was. Searching for it was not high on her 'want to do' list. She just wanted to go back home, and get back to being blonde.
Looking back at Pike, it them seemed to dawn on her that he wasn't wearing anything, which caused her to look away quickly toward the wall. Kara was only modest to a point, but this was beyond that point. "I'm just going to...find clothes." She turned, and moving in a blur around the room, she managed to find Faith's clothes, and have them on in under a second. When she stopped moving, she was by the door of the bedroom, fully dressed and the blanket was on the bed. "I'll give you a minute." she hadn't even thought to tell him who she was. In her mind, she had to be the victim here, even if it wasn't his fault. Stepping out of the bedroom, she closed the door behind her.