Faith felt a great disturbance in the multiverse, as if a million fangirls suddenly cried out in disappointment...

Right. Well, Angel's answer is almost exactly what Faith wants to hear. So for the moment, she's satisfied enough not to keep pressing. In fact, she manages something akin to a smirk at the little poop-machine's name.

"Connor, huh?" She watches him for a moment, before her eyes slide back up to Angel, and then make one more pass again. "Yeah, he kinda looks like you, I guess..."

Does she have to mention the broody little brow...?