Stiles | Scott Spam

[He arches his eyebrows at that, looking at Scott curiously as he follows him up the stairs. He's glad the memories at least fade somewhat. More for Scott's sake and Lydia's sake than anything, though he's sure there are others on the Barge that are also dealing with the fallout of what their mirror selves did. He knows Bucky is struggling with it. He wonders how Helena, the woman he found cowering under a table on the other barge, is doing now. He should probably check in on her.]

Okay, not gonna lie. Waiting on details for that one.

[And yeah, he doesn't buy that look, Scott, but he's not going to let it go for now because he's not sure that pushing so soon is going to help anything. Sometimes that just makes things worse.]