[ She grins, still searching the cabinets and finally pulling down a bag of kettle chips. That seemed to be the final thing. That and a couple bottles of soda.]

Thank you.

[ Everything gets packed into a small basket and Charlie holds her hand out for Stiles.]

I want to create constellations again.

[With her fire. She wants to do something pretty with her ability, maybe to remind her that it is in fact something nice if she lets it be.] But not ones we know. I want to...make up a few. Just because.