[Her face falls a little at his expression and she reaches for his hand, guiding him to sit down on the chair by Scott's desk. Just imagining seeing him like this, or Allison, is incredibly upsetting. Even with Scott, she knows she's only being able to be more rational and less terrified because Stiles needs her to be.

Once he's sitting down, she cups his face in her hands and nods slightly.]

I know. And I know you're used to having him around every day, all the time since you guys were pretty much in diapers. I can only imagine how hard this is on you.

But you need to take care of yourself, too, Stiles.