WHO: Laura and Stiles WHERE: Hale Estate, Stiles' room WHEN: Week 9. Tuesday, around lunch time. WHY: Laura wants to know wtf happened WARNING: TBA
It had been a stressful morning for the Hale house, to say the least. Laura had been woken in the early hours of the morning to arrange a search party for Stiles, and no sooner had she sent people out, he and Derek reappeared, and Laura had to busy herself with calling everyone back, briefing them on what had happened, and the measures in place to keeping Stiles' room locked, then getting back to bed herself. She'd let Alice sleep through the whole thing, just so she didn't end up looking for two missing slaves, and now she was happy to curl up with the girl for a few hours, and sleep. It had meant that she had a late breakfast, with a few appointments around the house that she was late to, but at last lunch time rolled around, and she knew there was only one thing she had left to do.
Visiting the kitchens, she collected the food that had just been plated up for Stiles, and collected another plate for herself, unsure of exactly how long she was going to be. She wanted to give the boy patience, so it could take all day, for all she knew. Far be it her place to interfere with her brother's slave, considering the fallout it had caused, she wanted to know exactly what was going on.
Unlocking the door, she quickly moved into the room, locking it again, and she approached the bed, her arms folded.
"Stiles." She forced a small smile, her arms crossed. "I think it's about time the two of us had a little talk, don't you think so?"