The breath is knocked directly out of Faye as she slams back against the wall. The woman doesn't have a typical human's strength, and Faye's about to tell Owen as much when suddenly, a hand slams against her neck, cutting off air. Fortunately, Owen's made good use of his time, coming over to press his dagger against the vampire's throat. Before he quite finishes his threat, there's a sizzling noise in Faye's ears, and the hand around her neck rapidly lets go.

"How dare you?" the vampire screeches, even as her knees start to buckle. Faye coughs to regain air, but keeps her eyes fixed on the woman as she tries to elbow back against Owen's body, but with far less force than she was using only a moment ago. From the looks of it, Owen might even be able to keep a good grip on the woman all on his own, even before Faye quickly steps up with a sharpened stake to press in warning against the woman's chest.

"Silver blade," she explains, glancing up at Owen. "Can't say that I paid legitimately, so we might have to sneak it back to the real owner before sunrise tomorrow, but I figured all the better to be prepared, right?"

"You bitch," the vampire grits, even as she howls in pain with the knife being brought further against her skin.