"Yeah, that's just about every day," she agreed. "But sometimes I think even though it's mind-numbingly boring, it's better that way. The less eventful things are, the safer the camp is."
Her cheeks went a little pink when he opened his arms to her and she couldn't turn that down; she never could. Joey moved forward to meet him and hugged him, closing her eyes and resting her head against his chest, being as short as she was. "Thanks, Stiles." Maybe she was unintentionally showing her cards a little, but she was more than willing to take the comforting gesture if it was there.