every day a little sting

[wildkingdom]

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[beanchaointe]

If she's not now, she will be soon. Scott said he convinced a good chunk of her army to leave New Orleans. It's just a matter of time.

[Good riddance, in Lydia's opinion.]

[phonetically]

Scott McCall coming in with the spare.

( He shuts his eyes and sits back, letting out a breath. )

Shit. Call me when you know more.

[beanchaointe]

I will.

[There's a pause, before she comes back.]

Look, Stiles, I get that you needed your space and you're dealing with a lot ... but you do know that you can tell us that, right? You don't have to just disappear.

[phonetically]

( He pinches the bridge of his nose. )

Disappearing wasn't a plan, it just - I went for a walk and then I had my bag and -- I just went back. I'm not hiding.

[beanchaointe]

But you're not responding, either.

[She pauses again.]

That sounds a little like hiding.

[phonetically]

Be there for Allison and for Malia. And leave Peter out of it, too, until we know exactly what happened.

( He shifts his wrist flexing his fingers. )

Not that I get to make that call, I just - bringing Peter in's not going to go anyone's way.

( Sighing. )

I know I don't need to tell you about Peter Hale.

[beanchaointe]

No, you don't. I haven't told him anything.

[But she knows one misguided alpha who could.]

But Scott might. You should call him and make sure he doesn't.

[phonetically]

Yeah. Okay. I'll call Scott.

( This day is just getting shittier. )

[beanchaointe]

[Tell her about it.]

Be safe, Stiles.

[And with that she will hang up and prepare for her trip to New Orleans.]