Stilinski & OTA
It'd been a toss up between the farmhouse and the pack house, and this was the one that'd won out -- but they'd probably swing by the farmhouse at some point at least to say hi. Stilinski liked that, liked that Maggie would actually be able to handle it. She'd come so far from the way she'd been before.
They'd wandered apart at some point, and while he no longer felt the absolute fully of worry need to keep checking on her, he did occasionally see if he could catch a glimpse of her while he was already looking around.
At the moment, he was doing it while looking up from his plate. He noticed her, smiled to himself, went back to eating. He didn't feel any particular need to keep an eye on her any longer.