Sat in the dust with his book cradled in his lap, Dean looked up at Stiles before nodding. "I-I-I'm ok-okay." It didn't take long until he was back on his feet, more bedraggled than ever. "Th-th-though I a-am not cu-cu-cut out for vio-vio-violence."
" That's alright, a lot of people aren't, sadly too many are pretty hyped up on it. " He offers his arm to the other, sending him a small smile. " How about I buy you a coffee ? Or I can just accompany to wherever you were headed too to make sure that you do not get attacked again. "








