[Scott can't exist in a world where there is no brightness. He can't exist without hope. He wouldn't exist. He lives to do what's best, even if he wouldn't say that himself. He struggles to do what's right for everyone, by everyone, because he cares easily and has a much too strong sense of responsibility.
It can't always be this bad. That's what Deaton told him, and that's the glimmer of hope that is his stepping stone. It got him here, on the Admiral's promise, because no matter what, he's saving Allison.]
You don't piss me off.
[He manages a smile, slightly wrung out but not wobbling.] Good. You're going to totally hate Beacon Hills, though. No skyscrapers.
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It can't always be this bad. That's what Deaton told him, and that's the glimmer of hope that is his stepping stone. It got him here, on the Admiral's promise, because no matter what, he's saving Allison.]
You don't piss me off.
[He manages a smile, slightly wrung out but not wobbling.] Good. You're going to totally hate Beacon Hills, though. No skyscrapers.