[She actually stills for a moment to consider that...if this is better, this dead, hollow feeling that isn't really different from before. She's expended a lot of pent up energy and aggravation with her outburst, but it's all still simmering underneath a heavy blanket of exhaustion, all she's done is empty herself out so she can fill back up to the boiling point.
She thinks, refocuses on Stiles, and can only manage a shrug as she makes a puzzled, somewhat apologetic face at him before she goes back to retrieving the last of her arrows from the tree in front of her.]
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She thinks, refocuses on Stiles, and can only manage a shrug as she makes a puzzled, somewhat apologetic face at him before she goes back to retrieving the last of her arrows from the tree in front of her.]