Re: TW: Scallison
"Peter? That's weird. He must've been bored without Derek to annoy." Scott couldn't say he was comfortable with the idea of Peter messing with her. She was still an Argent, and Peter couldn't be trusted when it came to that. But he also knew that Allison could handle herself, against Peter or anyone else. He would stuff down his worry. He had a hard time letting her go too, but he had to, otherwise it'd start getting weird.
"I think other Stiles still exists, I don't think he's here anymore." Where he was, Scott had no idea, but he could almost sense him out there. He gestured for Allison to come in more, flopping down on the couch. It was informal, he should probably offer her food and water, that sort of thing. But he was tired and sad. Allison knew him well enough to know he wasn't rude on purpose. "Kira's still around, I haven't heard from Jackson. I never thought I'd want Derek around this much, but I don't even know if he could help us." Deaton, maybe. Scott ran a hand over his face. "How are you?"