[ There's a slow nod from Lydia before she turns her head back to look at Ned, pulling her hand back from Wallie. Stiles had done this last time, and she'd been the one to watch in horror. Watching had been enough, she'd never want to do it or expect that she'd have to. But she had, and seeing the body and believing it to be dead was far different from actually discovering that yourself ]
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Yeah. He's dead.