Theirs is insane. Insane. I mean, it's probably the healing. Alcohol's a poison, right? Scott doesn't have asthma anymore, he can run for hours, he can do all sorts of stuff. It's basically a superpower, let's be real here.
[ stiles scrubs a hand over his face, taps the edge of it against his lips. ]
I've got Peter's old laptop, that is like, a treasure trove of supernatural stuff. I could loan it out if you wanted to read for yourself, how stuff works for them. I mean, I know a lot, but it's not my deal, so.
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I'm jealous, I'll admit; my particular version doesn't come with nearly so many perks.
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[ um well apparently stiles has thought about this. ]
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[AWKS.]
Er-- anything else to know?
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[ .......stiles. ]
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[ stiles scrubs a hand over his face, taps the edge of it against his lips. ]
I've got Peter's old laptop, that is like, a treasure trove of supernatural stuff. I could loan it out if you wanted to read for yourself, how stuff works for them. I mean, I know a lot, but it's not my deal, so.
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[ stiles asks dubiously, and then remembers who he's talking to. ]
Of course you would. Sure, come on, let's go.