[Stiles has been sitting at Allison's bedside since Scott carried her in. She's still dead. It's been hours, and there's no sign so far that the death toll is kicking in. Her face is unnaturally pale, skin cool to the touch. He's barely said two words, and his own face is paler than usual, expression blank. Maybe he's in shock still.
He hears Bucky's voice announcing that Zane is dead.
Good, he thinks immediately. It's probably terrible. Both because Bucky's probably the one who put him down, and because Zane was probably infected with the gas like he had been. He wasn't himself. Stiles can't scrape up a single iota of sympathy for the latter. He doesn't have the energy to try. Zane killed Allison. That's all that he can think right now.]
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He hears Bucky's voice announcing that Zane is dead.
Good, he thinks immediately. It's probably terrible. Both because Bucky's probably the one who put him down, and because Zane was probably infected with the gas like he had been. He wasn't himself. Stiles can't scrape up a single iota of sympathy for the latter. He doesn't have the energy to try. Zane killed Allison. That's all that he can think right now.]
Are you all right?