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I'm not sure what you're doing here. Is this about wanting me to become one of them, or just to have Stiles talk me out of it?

Either way I have the feeling you're setting me up for torture. It's not a good feeling. Why don't we focus on me finishing school, finding out my best friend isn't dead, and getting a boyfriend who isn't a total jerk?

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It was part of the puzzle. Jackson was a lot of it.

Dude, I like you.

Don't go there. Please. I got nothing to say about that or Jackson.

As I've been told, everybody likes me. [It didn't change was that guy though. The friend always there, with no one there for him.]

I know you won't say anything. Also, Manuel? Not as subtle as he probably thinks he is either though I'm willing to forgive that.

You are pretty likable.

Yeah... Derek's about as subtle as a pangalactic gargleblaster.

Thanks. You're not so bad. At least when you're not freaking out. Lot of potential on next years team too.

A what?

... Clearly, I must now disown you for not knowing Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.

I read that... I can't even count the number of years. Also, what ownership were you claiming before?

Disowning someone has nothing to do with any claim of ownership on them. It's an expression.

Yes, I get it. Bad humor, Stilinski. Nothing more.

... Do you want me to make claims on you? Because that's so what it's sounding like right now, and that's so never anything I thought I would ever say to you.

[Danny snorted, rolling his eyes.]

No. Not what I was looking for, Stilinski.

Eh, worth checking. I don't aim to be offensive, it's more incidental.

Why was it worth checking?

Because I didn't want to hurt you, or upset you or stuff?

I'm kind of stronger than that, Stilinski. [After all these years as Jackson's best friend, he'd have to be.]

Not the point. I was trying to be nice.

You weren't trying. You were being nice. I appreciate it.

No worries though. You can't hurt me. [Oh the lies we tell ourselves.]

[Stiles stares and then frowns]

Danny, do you wanna talk? Like, no pressure, but I can keep my mouth shut about things that matter. And, well, you sound like me. And that's not in a good way.

Maybe that's just Beacon Hills does to some people these days?

A lot's changed, Stilinski. Even for us not in that super secret club you've all got going. Just for some those of outside of it, it includes losing friends and the life we had.

Jackson. Yeah.

Look, I'm sorry. No one's trying to exclude you and trust me, it's no secret club, just a bunch of people stuck with the same issue and trying to protect the people we care about.

Scott and me, we were trying to find the killer. And then Isaac and Erica shoved their noses into it and it turned into a shit storm and we walked in on the slaughter at the station.

Yeah, you don't owe me any explanation. Wasn't even what I meant. Not exactly. Just could point out the fall out goes a lot farther than I think you guys realize but not sure that changes much.

A guy gets used to it. Besides, college in a couple of years and things would be lost then anyway.

College. Yeah.

I'm still sorry.

Stiles, you should still be thinking about it. Don't tell me you're not. I know your grades are good enough for that.

Thanks. I'll figure things out. If nothing else, maybe I'll take Jackson's way.

... Jackson's way?

[That is fear there.]

[He shook his head.]

Nothing. Just thinking.