[You shut your face, Stilinski, it was not! ... Okay, maybe a little. Yes. Whatever.]

If you were stuck looking at it as long as I've been, you'd be tutting, too.

[But this is a lot. It's really a lot to take in. She'd had trouble with it more than once. Each new realization and every piece of information had her in a panic spiral. She purses her lips, breathing in through her nose before sitting next to him.]

Maybe it would be better if you told me where you want to start. I don't want to flood your already-hyperactive brain with too much information.