"Well first I do the bloody host thing and ask if you want some water or something of the like?" John told him, making his way over to the small kitchen. He didn't really need much more than what he had. He opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of water for himself, and one for Stiles, holding it out in offer.
"And you can start by telling me what instances in your life have happened to feel odd that you've ignored over the years," he added. "Moments you shrugged off in the chaos of your life that might mean more looking back with a different filter now in search of magic?"
Every magic user that wasn't raised with the knowledge of what they could do had moments like it.