"What? You always this quiet? Don’t tell me—cat got your tongue?"
"Yes, I am. And... No."
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"What? You always this quiet? Don’t tell me—cat got your tongue?"
"Yes, I am. And... No."
Sure, Cora hated the dead rising more than anything, but did they really have to be the ones to kill them? Instead of arguing, the girl, took a quiet breath and looked away from the elder Hale. “If that’s what it takes.”
"I'm sorry, Cora."
"You know, for someone with such big trust issues, you have a horrible track record with the people you do trust.”
Maybe I learned my lesson.
"Maybe. Okay, what’s falling apart this time? Did you break the door again? Do you need me to send Isaac to fix it for you?"
"Very funny. Are you really not aware or..?"
"There a reason you’re looking at me like that, Scruffy?"
"Not particularly, I guess."
"You’re actually talking to me. That means everything is not normal."
Is me talking to you what actually made you notice that everything is falling apart again?
"Which you never cease to remind me of."
"Yeah. She’s…certainly changed."
"I don't trust her."
"And you shouldn't either."
"Is there something on my face?"
"No, Stiles."
"Everything's normal."
Me? Stupid?
Yes. Too much for your own good sometimes.
"No, Derek, I am not behind all these resurrections. I’m a banshee, not a wizard."
"Well you did bring back my homocidal uncle so, who knows? I saw Allison's back.. And, a lot less likable than she used to be."
"I have no idea what this is, but it's better off that way." Derek said, attempting to convince them both, himself and her alike, "I'm almost sure we're gonna have to kill them, Cora. I don't want to kill my mom."
But everything’s okay now, everything’s.. going great.
Isaac, please don't be stupid.
I get that staring is kinda your thing, but this is getting out of hand. So, you either say something, or I’ll punch you before I leave.
What the hell are you doing here?
Erica groaned. “Don’t you think if I knew, I would tell you!?! One day I woke up under the ground and I had to crawl my way out, and now I’m just waiting for Boyd to rise too! So if you want some answered, go ask a fucking fortune teller or something, because I don’t have any.” She was sick of his shit, he treated her like that before she died too.
"Good thing I don’t need one." she paused, eyeing him up and down. "What are you doing here?"
"Looking for my sister, have you seen her?"
"What?"
"Are you behind all these resurrections too?"