[ Stiles reaction did not go unnoticed. It was almost the exact same he'd seen in Lydia. Which got him wondering: was it the reminder of the fire, or was it something else? He had no way of knowing what the two of them shared in that regard, but he knew there was something there. No matter how much Stiles managed to keep it from his face. There were so many other little ways to see it. To smell it.
He took another slow bite. Watching Stiles. Seeming to consider the question. Only after he swallowed did he speak. ]
I'll tell you about the apples, if you tell me about the black dust, guy.
Spam
He took another slow bite. Watching Stiles. Seeming to consider the question. Only after he swallowed did he speak. ]
I'll tell you about the apples, if you tell me about the black dust, guy.