"You know me far too well." He reached up and patted the top of Scott's head, snickering as he did so.
"Yeah, but we kind of figured out that they were." Everyone always talked about them on the network. And Stiles had gotten stuff from his dreams. So, yeah, they were real. "Then we all must be lunatics."
He rested his head on Scott's chest and listened to his heartbeat. He started to tap it out on Scott's chest as he listened. "We can just skip that and I could just punch you." He was joking, of course. He wouldn't do that. "I'm with you every step of the way," he said, glancing up at Scott. "No matter what."