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“No, I mean.” She takes the note, flustered. “Why are you so interested in helping? You don't even know us.”
Stiles swallows heavily, searching for the slender line between a lie and a truth that he doesn't want to speak. “Because I have a soft spot for idiot teenaged werewolves,” he says finally. “It's a character flaw."