Instead of answering with the tired "It's fine" or "Thanks" in response to her condolences, Stiles takes a busy draw from his beer while petting Juliet. The subject isn't nearly as sensitive as it once was, but it's a mood killer for sure.

"No way," he huffs, amused even by the suggestion. "If you'd met him, you'd know how ridiculous the idea is. Good thing is, he's totally in the dark about that stuff."

Except it's not really a good thing; it's the reason Stiles is here, away from his family and friends.