[Lydia brushes her hands over his hair gently, then rubs a hand over his back. She knows he's terrified, that he needs comfort and she's more than willing to provide him with as much of it as she can. She can't get him Scott to wake up, she can't be Scott. They both have very different places with Stiles. And she knows he needs them both in different ways.]

He'll wake up before you know it, Stiles. Until then, while you take care of him, you'll have to let me take care of you. Scott would be seriously mad at me if he woke up and you hadn't showered, eaten or slept. And I'd rather not piss off a true alpha.

[Her voice is lighter than she feels, but he needs to be distracted from all the terrifying things she has no doubt are going through his head. And she's already made up her mind about sleeping over.]