“I trust you,” Stiles said with a roll of his eyes. He looked back where the hut was and let out a soft groan. It was a long ways off. Stiles would just have to suck it up. “But do I get a treat that isn’t a doggie treat?” Stiles asked as he looked back to where the griffin and Batman were playing tug a war with a stick. He let out a soft snort. “Because I’ve been good. I haven’t even caused you to scowl like I usually do.”