[And there it is. If she had less control over herself, she'd have smirked. But luckily, Lydia just arches her eyebrows in surprise. She actually manages to feign hurt when he stops her. But she doesn't pull away from him. If his reactions from earlier are anything to go by, Stiles still finds her just as distracting, intoxicating and irresistible as usual. And those things always work in her favor.]
What do you mean a concussion, Stiles? Are you hurt? What do you think happened?
[She feigns her worry really well and instantly lifts a hand to his head, gently searching for a bump or any signs of injuries. She needs to figure out how to play this, but for now worried girlfriend sounds like the way to go.]
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What do you mean a concussion, Stiles? Are you hurt? What do you think happened?
[She feigns her worry really well and instantly lifts a hand to his head, gently searching for a bump or any signs of injuries. She needs to figure out how to play this, but for now worried girlfriend sounds like the way to go.]