"No, actually. I never had anyone care enough to try and protect me," she answered honestly. She didn't blame him for being pissed. She'd be pissed, too. But she hadn't known Dean that long and she could already tell how much he cared about his brother.
"Be pissed at him, Sam, you should be. He fucked up, for sure. I'd probably be pissed too. Don't like being lied to. But you have no idea how lucky you are to have someone like that in your life, someone who wants to make you safe."
Faith wasn't into feeling sorry for herself, not anymore, but, yeah, she was jealous. Things were cool with Buffy. She had friends now. But some part of her had always wanted that kind of family instead of what she got. Shrugging, she picked up her own drink and tossed it back before ordering more.