Faith doesn't argue. Because she wants it to be true too. She'd not expected for Dinah to be so adamant, although she's grateful. It's helping her toward the path of believing it too. This would work out. They could be together and be happy.

Her hand pressed to Dinah's chest, between her breasts. She swallowed down the lump forming in her throat that she can't entirely hide in the wavering of her voice, "No. I don't mind. I'd like that."