[See? This is what she was trying to avoid. This. He likely isn't accusing her, but that's what it feels like. She knows he isn't blaming her or calling her crazy, but it still somehow feels like an attack. She stands up, gesturing wildly]

What do you want me to say, Stiles? Do you want me to lie to you? Do you want me to tell you everything's going to be okay and we're fine? Because we're not! This is what I've had to deal with for almost a month. At least here I have people that actually give a damn about what I'm going through!

[That... she didn't mean that. Of all the people to say that to, Stiles was the one that deserved it the least. She straightens, composing herself.]

I'm sorry you're stuck here. But you wanted to know. This is what knowing does to you.