[She doesn't answer, but she does come. Faith looks like hell when she approaches their spot on the beach. She's been crying and drinking. And still drinking, if the opened bottle of whiskey in her hand is any indication.
Faith doesn't say anything at first, she just sits down next to Dinah and sets the bottle in the sand between them. Finally, though she does manage a few words.]
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Faith doesn't say anything at first, she just sits down next to Dinah and sets the bottle in the sand between them. Finally, though she does manage a few words.]
Please don't fight her.