"Why? He's old and creepy. Like, any teacher who goes after a student at a school is forever a creeper." And Stiles wasn't going to change his mind about that anytime soon. He just shrugged at her question and didn't say much else about it.
"I saved you in the dream?" Did that mean he was going to dream this fucking attack too at some point? He hoped not. He really did not want to see what happened. Already seeing her like this sucked. He didn't need any more of it. "You're welcome." He smiled a small smile. He didn't really need to be thanked. It was Lydia. He wasn't going to just let her die.