[Her voice is between a gasp and a whisper as she sits up, leaning into his touch and lifting her hand to cover his, water splashing from the bathtub over to where he's siting.]
Stiles. I-- do want to stay here. If I went back and could never see you again, I think-- [Her eyes tear up and she shakes her head.] I couldn't.
Spam
[Her voice is between a gasp and a whisper as she sits up, leaning into his touch and lifting her hand to cover his, water splashing from the bathtub over to where he's siting.]
Stiles. I-- do want to stay here. If I went back and could never see you again, I think-- [Her eyes tear up and she shakes her head.] I couldn't.