[At this point, she doesn't even bother trying to hide anything from him anymore. Not just because he can see it, but also because she trusts him and she knows she doesn't have to worry about being weak around him.
He'll always help her.
But it doesn't mean she's any less ashamed of that she did.
She tightens her grip around his hand, lifting the other one to his arm. There are scratches all over that one, from when she picked Arthas up, but she already cleaned it up.
With a deep breath, she looks at him for a moment.]
I don't know if I can do this. Be a warden.
[Her face crumbles and her eyes tear up, so she looks away. She knows she doesn't have a choice, that she has to figure it out. Because Stiles needs her to, Allison needs her to. She has to do it for them, for Scott. To stop everything from happening back home.
But now she doesn't know how she's supposed to do it. To get her deal.]
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He'll always help her.
But it doesn't mean she's any less ashamed of that she did.
She tightens her grip around his hand, lifting the other one to his arm. There are scratches all over that one, from when she picked Arthas up, but she already cleaned it up.
With a deep breath, she looks at him for a moment.]
I don't know if I can do this. Be a warden.
[Her face crumbles and her eyes tear up, so she looks away. She knows she doesn't have a choice, that she has to figure it out. Because Stiles needs her to, Allison needs her to. She has to do it for them, for Scott. To stop everything from happening back home.
But now she doesn't know how she's supposed to do it. To get her deal.]