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[teenyoda]

"Leave a message. I'm around. Or sleeping. Or... stuff."

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[teenyoda]

I'm only one behind you, then.

[See that? That was a really bad joke. He sucked.]

Hey, I didn't want to die any of those times. It just... happened. Those creepy dudes were way too strong.

[nukeoleptic]

[ He didn't suck. Everything about this sucked. ]

Sorry I wasn't here.

[teenyoda]

I'm kind of glad you weren't. It was nice having one less person to worry about.

[There's a half smile lifted up at her as he stabs the pie a bit more. Stab, stab, stab.]

[nukeoleptic]

You don't have to worry about me. I'm used to this kind of stuff. ... if you don't want the pie, it's okay.

[teenyoda]

No, I do, I just...

[He needed to get the images out of his head, that was all.]

This isn't something anyone should have to get used to, Jade.

[nukeoleptic]

Nope! It shouldn't be. But guess what: we shouldn't be at war, either. D'you want some real food before the dessert?

[teenyoda]

Are you trying to make me feel better by stuffing food in my face?

...

Because I'm kind of okay with that.

[nukeoleptic]

I'll go make you a burger, if you promise not to choke to death on it.

[teenyoda]

[Bland look.]

Gee, mom, thanks. I think I can manage a basic biological function without dying.

[nukeoleptic]

[ She matches his bland look with a flat one of her own. ]

Can you, Stiles? Can you really?

[teenyoda]

[Bland look-a-thon.]

Yeah, yeah I think I can. Bring it on, puppy ears.

[nukeoleptic]

They are not puppy ears.

[ She flicks one his way. ]

They are fully grown dog ears. But I'll be right back.

[teenyoda]

[He waits until she's walked away.]

Puppy ears. Always gonna be puppy ears.