[That makes Alan curious as he glanced over at her with a raised eyebrow. It's...an innocuous question, maybe a little odd, but he's used to normal questions worded in ways that would make most people's eyes cross.
He is, after all, friends with Stiles Stilinski...and Coach Finstock hasn't given him an aneurysm yet, so...]
A warden? [The reply is slow, uncertain...he's clearly not sure what, precisely, she's asking, but he's taking a shot in the dark.] A sharpshooter? Student, best friend...
[And because there is a supernatural element on the ship...]
spam
He is, after all, friends with Stiles Stilinski...and Coach Finstock hasn't given him an aneurysm yet, so...]
A warden? [The reply is slow, uncertain...he's clearly not sure what, precisely, she's asking, but he's taking a shot in the dark.] A sharpshooter? Student, best friend...
[And because there is a supernatural element on the ship...]
...hunter?