She does: without hesitation and refusing to break eye contact. Her grip is probably stronger than a normal human female's (if Nick's attuned to such things), and rougher. They're more used to combat weaponry, tools generally used to maim. Though sometimes they bear a friendlier use of greeting, though contact is kept brief.

Maybe strolling through a portal into another universe should send her into shock, but on top of Faith needing to project an air of indifference combined with having seen some things, she's geared toward just rolling with it. Ready to fight still, sure, but her stance has loosened up a bit, too.

"So, fruit-hating nougat-lover. Nick. Sounds like you've been around the hotel a few times."