"You could always be a combination," he suggested. Erica definitely didn't need to be bitchy and standoffish, but she also didn't need to hide in a corner and wait for something bad to happen either. Stiles figured there was a pretty good person under all of that rage and fear. And he hoped to one day see it.
He also couldn't just sit there and watch Erica cry, either. He stood up and hugged her. He was risking bodily harm, he knew it, but right now he didn't care. The girl needed it. Anyone that sad needed a freakin' hug.