The voice cut into her thoughts, and Faith spun into a fighting position, sending blood splattering across the pavement. As her gaze landed on the guy, she looked him over, then turned his words over in her mind. Drunk. With that determination, she straightened, then realized she'd gotten blood on him.
Oh, right, I'm bleeding.
"Huh? No. But I will be." It was a lie. She hissed slightly as speaking caused her cut lip to reopen, sending a trickle of blood down her chin. A little bit of it entered her mouth and she turned her head to spit it into the street. No way was she gonna drink blood like some vamp. Returning her eyes to his, she smirked faintly. "Probably better off than you, anyway."