[Allison watches, equally impassive as Duchess squirms just enough to lick and nuzzle at Stiles' chin for a moment, then finds a comfortable place to snuggle up...right under his chin.
Satisfied the animals are fine, she rolls her own head to glance at Dean's cell door, then back at Stiles.]
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Satisfied the animals are fine, she rolls her own head to glance at Dean's cell door, then back at Stiles.]
So...that happened.