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"𝒾'𝓂 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾'𝓂 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓋𝒾ℴ𝓁ℯ𝓃𝒸ℯ"
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As they leave Marin Morrell's office, most of the hallways they walk through are dark and desolate. There's no one around. Ophelia glances to her best friend and notices his fingers nervously drumming against his leg, so she grabs onto it. "Hey, we're going to be okay, yeah?" she tells him quietly. He swallows. "Stiles," she says firmly, moving in front of him to look him in the eyes. "We're not going to die. She's not going to kill us. No one's going to kill us because we're going to be fine."
He raises a brow. "Are you suddenly so optimistic 'cause Scott's not here?"
She rolls her eyes. "Ha-ha. I'm serious. Look, we've got a pretty bad track record when it comes to luck, well, at least I do... But I really think this time it's going to be okay. We've got literally everyone in Beacon Hills trying to find something to help, and because Scott's so damn optimistic, he's not going to stop until he does find something."
Stiles sighs, and after a few seconds he nods. "Yeah, okay," he agrees. "I hope you're right."
"Of course I'm right. I'm always right." Instead of going to her room to meet back with Malia like she had initially planned to, Ophelia follows Stiles through the corridors of Eichen House. After finding the basement earlier, he had told her that they needed to find a way in. She had agreed. If he had dreamt it, if the nogitsune had been in the basement with him in his dream, it has to mean something. Something in the basement is really important.
