Faith looked at Spike, the smile dropping from her face. Before she could even utter a word, he stole the pillow she was resting on. She gave him a mighty shove. "Hey, don't get your panties in a twist and take it out on me! Just 'cause I hit the truth and the truth hurts."

What did one say to a comrade in emotional crisis? Faith didn't know. She barely had any comrades, and when they were in a crisis, it was usually due to her. She sat in silence, taking drags of her cigarette. "And if it is the truth, then B needs to know."