[Allison does notice, but she's too worried to comment...and keeping her silence is probably best anyway.

She stops at the door, wrapping her hands around the bars. She hates the way she feels down here...the wolf feels so far away with her power stripped, but she still feels the suffering of seeing a packmate caged.

She wants to go in and sit with him. She wants to make sure he's safe, unhurt. She wants to take care of him.]

Are you hurt? Can I do anything?...God, Stiles, you should have howled. I would have helped you! Promise me that next time you'll howl...please?