[ alcoholics? there's the smallest flicker of concern in her eyes as she looks from the filled glass to faith and away. she shouldn't judge. it's not her place to judge anyone, and she's fought that tendency hard while being here. besides, caitlin drinks fairly often enough that her past self might be concerned for her.

she keeps a hold on her glass, taking a drink. ]

A vampire slayer. That's... [ her eyes go back to the sword and crossbow for a moment. ] That makes sense. Staking through the heart and beheading? It's all fiction where I'm from, but it's nice to see some consistency there.