4.02

[burninhale]

Well, this is it. This is the end. I've been stabbed, shot, electrocuted, set on fire, come back from the dead, and this is what did it. I'm ready to lie down in a grave now. It's all gone, it's over, farewell.








Except coffins and grave plots actually cost money. Which we no longer have. Add to that —

...

No, let's focus on the money. I don't think we need to discuss anything else.

Comments

[burninhale]

She'll make her own decisions, as she has so far. It's all a matter of progress, as you said. [ A small, spiky irony in his use of "progress." ]

Yes, my inability to shake off a close range stun grenade was definitely a much poorer showing than you staring impotently at her through a window. Would you dial it back already? Doesn't it hurt to be so ridiculous all the time?

[robinofthepack]

She'll make her own decisions with all the information. You might want to get prepared to tell your side of the story, dude.

I'm human, you're a werewolf. I have disadvantages you don't. You should be a lot more capable than you are. For example, you could have done a better job killing her the first time around.

[burninhale]

Don't you have a grandmother you should be teaching to suck eggs?

And you all could have done a better job killing me. But it turns out, none of us thought we had to. It wasn't a matter of skill or capability.

So before you start lecturing me again, Stiles, remember that I'm under zero obligation to help any of you, ever. So if you don't want my help re-murdering Kate Argent and her berserkers, well — I suppose I'll start my lucrative new career as a gravedigger.