"Sent to bed with no supper?" She probably shouldn't joke about that. She still hasn't had a chance to eat anything -- she isn't lacking for blood yet, but she will be soon.

"How long were you gone?" she asks as she falls into step behind him, keeping her eyes peeled for anything useful. So far, nothing. Even if there were signs or clues as to what happened to Stiles, they've probably already been disturbed. Still, there may be something she can ferret out with her less conventional abilities.

Speaking of which... she narrows her eyes, taking a deep (albeit entirely unnecessary) breath as she focuses. Stiles's physical form fades from her sight as she looks through the real world to the hidden one.

His aura marks him as an entirely unremarkable human. She sighs, letting the real world come flooding back in -- but as she does, she catches a sudden flash of sparkles.