"Your warning is unnecessary like I already told but if it makes you feel better, your suggestion has been noted." And he was rolling his eyes at Alec's smirk. It was only around him that Stiles actually felt like the most mature person in the room and that was saying something. "Or you can look after your own ass and not make out with psychos that want to kill you. You know, whatever." He huffed. He didn't even get to say anything, hell, he didn't even get to think it before being shot down. "I won't accept no for an answer before you even hear me out so shut up."
He walked over to the couch and made himself comfortable. He was allowed that right after he'd fed Alec and he'd strolled right into his house without asking first. "I was actually going to start off saying that they've killed one of our own and almost killed another." Stiles tried to keep himself from thinking of Erica too much, her death was still too fresh. "They want us all dead, they told Derek as much, and they said that he would be the one to kill us all. More than a little fucked up."