All these emotions were new to her, she was trap for so long in her own mind, a lot of them didn't make sense or freaked her out. When he said she was his world....she felt her heartbeat picked up and she wanted to believe that, hold on to that. Only she was worried there was more she didn't know, did she want to know.
"I know I don't express my emotions probably and I was blocked on shifting...I think the melt down of everything helped in it's on sad way." It was true, it was the push she needed that she needed all along. His fingers in her hair was soothing, she closed her eyes as she leaned into him, but there was still that sickness that tickled her nose.
"What's going on here?" she asked him softly, her hand moved to clasp his free one, she needed to know what all was sick, why he was sick. "Stiles, what's happening to you? You were so....broken and now..." She loved him not to do anything and sure back hoe, she should have asked what was wrong, so now she was asking.