Stiles has been watching him for days. He'd noticed him when he'd first arrived, but he'd thought maybe he was just another person trapped there like everyone else seemed to be. But the more he's paid attention, the more he's picked up on just how unbothered the man is by anything and everything around him. It isn't normal.
He isn't normal.
Which is why this morning he makes his way over to his booth and sits down across from him without uttering a word. He folds his hands on top of the table and gazes at the older man intently.