[ ...oh. Any sort of reaction's taken out of him as he ponders that. Stiles had heard stories, about Derek bravely piloting Loup Garou out of the ocean and into safety, about Paige's death, and he'd put two and two together, but Cora simply confirmed it. It had to have been hard on Derek, to say the least, and Stiles tears a chunk out of his sandwich and chews on it, thinking it over. ]
Yeah. [ There's not much he can say--he knows. He wishes he could help. He will try his hardest not to get either of them killed. ] He's...taking a big risk with. [ Awkward gesturing at himself. ] Yeah. I get it.
You're both taking a big risk, to be honest. [ Gauging his reaction, Cora scans his face, chocolate eyes bright but sharp. Whatever she sees in his expression, silence, or reaction, she seems satisfied with it and taps her finger against the table. ]
I've never drifted before, so I only know how it works in theory. But taking that kind of emotional baggage into the drift isn't safe for anyone, because either of you could wind up chasing the RABIT, or triggering further damage for the both of you. [ She's not sure who he is, but Derek saw something in Stiles. Even if she's skeptical, she's going to respect her older brother's choice and try to understand him. ]
But Derek's willing to try this with you after years.
[ There's a moment of quiet as Stiles looks down at her fingers, then to his hands. He's not sure why he's trusting Cora so suddenly--maybe it's that same attachment with Derek, but it's something he's only really mentioned to one person here in the shatterdome, and that's John. ]
My mother died from Kaiju Blue when the first attack hit my--our--hometown. I was the only one there when she died. [ His voice is uncharacteristically quiet, and Stiles swallows, then levels Cora with a surprisingly even gaze. He's perceptive and his gaze belays exactly that--he knows about Cora and where she came from, about Derek, the rest of their family as well. ] I get baggage, believe me. I don't want to make his life any worse going through my screwed up head, and I'll step away from it if I have to.
[ It isn't hard to connect what he means by our, and Cora watches him closely, looks back at him without hesitation as he speaks and brings his gaze back up to her. But rather than the uncertainty and previously calculating stare, there's an understanding that enters the exchange between chocolate and amber.
She purses her lips just slightly into a thin line, remembering K-Day well despite the fact they were both so much younger. But what really strikes her is the sudden trust that she's being given, and above all else she can understand not wanting to share that with anyone.
Slipping her hand across the table, she reaches out to set it over Stiles'. ] I don't think you'll have to.
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Yeah. [ There's not much he can say--he knows. He wishes he could help. He will try his hardest not to get either of them killed. ] He's...taking a big risk with. [ Awkward gesturing at himself. ] Yeah. I get it.
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I've never drifted before, so I only know how it works in theory. But taking that kind of emotional baggage into the drift isn't safe for anyone, because either of you could wind up chasing the RABIT, or triggering further damage for the both of you. [ She's not sure who he is, but Derek saw something in Stiles. Even if she's skeptical, she's going to respect her older brother's choice and try to understand him. ]
But Derek's willing to try this with you after years.
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My mother died from Kaiju Blue when the first attack hit my--our--hometown. I was the only one there when she died. [ His voice is uncharacteristically quiet, and Stiles swallows, then levels Cora with a surprisingly even gaze. He's perceptive and his gaze belays exactly that--he knows about Cora and where she came from, about Derek, the rest of their family as well. ] I get baggage, believe me. I don't want to make his life any worse going through my screwed up head, and I'll step away from it if I have to.
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She purses her lips just slightly into a thin line, remembering K-Day well despite the fact they were both so much younger. But what really strikes her is the sudden trust that she's being given, and above all else she can understand not wanting to share that with anyone.
Slipping her hand across the table, she reaches out to set it over Stiles'. ] I don't think you'll have to.