She shakes her head. "I try to stay away from him. But sometimes I catch him and he's - he's looking at me. Sort of smiling. Like he thinks I'm going to turn into a monster at any moment and he can't wait for it to happen."

Swallowing, "But since then, sometimes I dream about him. Nightmares. And would wake up miles from my apartment. It started to ease up, until tonight." She wipes at her eyes belatedly, looking faintly horrified that Stiles is seeing her like this.