[She stares down at his hand and her jaw tightens to fight off the tightening in her throat and there's a strangled noise she does her best to muffle in her shoulder. Faith hadn't wanted to take away from the pain of his admission, make it about her like some selfish prick. So she hadn't said she didn't really have a home either. Not for a long time now. And even as a kid with her mom, bounced around from foster care, back to mom, then away again...
Faith never felt she had any place to really call her own. She forces her eyes shut because- fuck, she doesn't want to cry right now. She hates showing weakness. Too many walls sent up around her to protect herself. It's instinct to shut herself off. But she wants family too. Wants to belong somewhere. Anyfuckinwhere.]
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Faith never felt she had any place to really call her own. She forces her eyes shut because- fuck, she doesn't want to cry right now. She hates showing weakness. Too many walls sent up around her to protect herself. It's instinct to shut herself off. But she wants family too. Wants to belong somewhere. Anyfuckinwhere.]