[Peter holds Stiles' hand in his, the same hand that just broke someone's wrist. He's glaring around, trying to tell these people that if they take as much as a step toward them they will regret it.
Though Peter can sense that these people are focused on Stiles and his lack of interaction is the one keeping them at bay. So far. God, the air is disgusting here.
Peter takes Stiles outside, quickly checking if there are anyone on the streets.]
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Though Peter can sense that these people are focused on Stiles and his lack of interaction is the one keeping them at bay. So far. God, the air is disgusting here.
Peter takes Stiles outside, quickly checking if there are anyone on the streets.]
Shut up and get to the car, quickly.