Relieved that he apparently didn’t fail some kind of secret test, he begins to relax a little in her presence. It definitely helps that Malia seems to radiate an aura of casual confidence. Somehow, it takes the pressure off him to meet her halfway—which is not how he usually feels when talking to a girl.

“They’re so real and I am totally not trying to exorcise them. Yet. Maybe.”

Stiles glances around to make sure no one else is in hearing range before continuing.

“Mostly, I just wanna see what’s involved. Y’know, just…in case? It’s good to be prepared. Or you might find yourself at the wrong end of a shotgun held by some demonic old lady.”

Don’t even ask, Malia.