[ she has watched, with weary eyes, & a broken, still heart as they've destroyed themselves. as lydia screamed herself raw, as scott held her until kingdom come, as isaac has regressed back to the frightened young boy he was before the bite, as stiles has blamed himself, time & time again, & her dad--- she's watched as her father has come u n d o n e. ]
"Please----- I'm here, I've always been here. Hear me, please."
[ her hand is outstretched, though she knows they can't grip it. human contact used to always help her, keep her tethered, but even that has been taken away from her now. all she can do is plead, tears misting over whiskey hues, & hope they can hear her. ]