Her heart isn't useful for much anymore; that doesn't stop it from leaping straight into her throat at the first hint of sparkles. That's not what human auras look like, that's what fae auras look like.
Still, he read as human at first. It might just be a mistake. She concentrates again as he starts to talk.
"Ah... um, an approximation is fine," she says, trying to focus both on what Stiles is saying and his aura. If he is a fae, she doesn't want him to know she's on to him.
No, he's definitely human. She relaxes, breathing a sigh of relief; she is still feeling vaguely unsettled, though. Why would she see sparkles? Were they just traces left from his recent abduction?
"Did anything unusual happen earlier that day? Could somebody have slipped you a mickey?"
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Still, he read as human at first. It might just be a mistake. She concentrates again as he starts to talk.
"Ah... um, an approximation is fine," she says, trying to focus both on what Stiles is saying and his aura. If he is a fae, she doesn't want him to know she's on to him.
No, he's definitely human. She relaxes, breathing a sigh of relief; she is still feeling vaguely unsettled, though. Why would she see sparkles? Were they just traces left from his recent abduction?
"Did anything unusual happen earlier that day? Could somebody have slipped you a mickey?"