Allison listened to him, and frowned. Isaac's story could've been Allison's had she found someone even worse than Eterna. She knew that if she had the chance to go home, if she hadn't come to find Stiles, eventually over time she'd have been able to adjust to being at the camps again - probably not outwardly attack non-humans, but protect the people who were living in them, at least. But now, she had no intention to leave - be that staying at Derek's side, or Scott's, she didn't know. But she definitely didn't belong at home right now. No one would understand, she was sure of that.
Hearing herself being called a gift again, and the greatest one at that, Allison felt herself blush, smiling and looking at the ground. They hadn't spent time like this together before, but she was quickly finding that it was time she enjoyed.
"Thank you." She said, stroking his cheek, before kissing his forehead. "You know... If you wanted to... ask me anything about myself you wanted to know, anything at all, it's only fair you do. I've asked you plenty."