The smile Malia offers him has his own melting into something less bitter and more earnest. Though their acquaintance has been brief, he feels that he has a fairly good understanding of what's bothering the shapeshifter. A kind of kindred loneliness for her flares up in his chest. Stiles knows what it's like to not belong to the right world, but on a much smaller level than what she must experience.

"And that's okay. There are probably vampires who integrate better into human society than us. We just need to find our own niche, you know? Like, the best of both worlds."