[ Stiles has hardly come to her haunt with the intention of being nice, so he’s left a little uncomfortable by the gratitude. If he were a better person, maybe he’d feel ashamed. But he fortunately decides not to dwell on regret for long; his curiosity has been sated for the time being, and he has investigation to carry out. ]
Don’t sweat it.
[ Thank god he withholds a follow-up about how she cant’ sweat anything. Blowing out the candles a final time, he squints in the dark. ]
Hey, I’m gonna keep these here. The board too. You can use it when you have guests.
[ And that way, he doesn’t have to keep lugging it over. ]
no subject
Don’t sweat it.
[ Thank god he withholds a follow-up about how she cant’ sweat anything. Blowing out the candles a final time, he squints in the dark. ]
Hey, I’m gonna keep these here. The board too. You can use it when you have guests.
[ And that way, he doesn’t have to keep lugging it over. ]