[Faith is half considering doing just that, despite the risks, despite the fact that the demons holding the chains pull them tighter. She focuses on Sara at her question.] Requests? This isn't a fucking dance party. Just, I don't know, do what you want.

[She's not going to give her tips. And then the question makes her teeth clench.] I tortured a guy. His name was Wesley. He... He was my Watcher.