[ The look on Jackson's face practically yells that he thinks they're all a little unstable, and infinite amounts of weird, but he just scoffs and tips his head towards Lydia. He's gotten to the point where he can tolerate Stiles, but at the same time...
God, it's Stiles. ]
Could've fooled me with all that flailing you do.
[ Though he's noticed there's been a slight lack of it since his arrival. Weird. Whatever, he just snorts softly at Lydia and lets her take the lead, falling into step with her. ]
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God, it's Stiles. ]
Could've fooled me with all that flailing you do.
[ Though he's noticed there's been a slight lack of it since his arrival. Weird. Whatever, he just snorts softly at Lydia and lets her take the lead, falling into step with her. ]