[That's supposed to be the end of the conversation. It's supposed to be done. In his own Stiles-way, he'd vented his disgust at Mickey and dismissed him. But he isn't anticipating Mickey's words and he tenses, turning to look at him. There's nothing he wouldn't do if he felt he had to, to protect Scott and Lydia and Allison and now Kira, too. Others probably, now, as well. But.

But.]

One of those girls is the reason I'm here in the first place. And if I killed an innocent person to expedite getting my deal to save her life, she'd be pretty damned pissed at me.