It's not your fault. I didn't want to weird you out with it; I mean, we all try to keep the world's separate here. But Stiles and I were together for a long time. Or at least, it felt like a long time. I haven't been human that long.
Honestly, we probably weren't ready back home, either. But I liked you so much that it felt like my head would explode sometimes, and with the constant threat of assassination, there didn't seem much use in slowing down.