"Busy life of a slave," Stiles said as he grinned a little at Allison as they laid in his bed facing each other. "I was going to go see you after my nap. You are in the connected room and only right through the bathroom after all." Stiles had checked up on Allison while she had slept most of Wednesday, making sure there was water and something for her to snack on when she got up.
"So you and Derek talked? And you are still alive?" Stiles hadn't been able to ask Derek about Allison the night before and he didn't want to go ask him now either. So he would ask Allison.