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[Have a bombshell-blonde teen werewolf, Keeliai. She's dressed in the same outfit she wore to a rave and leaning both elbows on the console as she stares straight into the camera.

While she doesn't start by naming Isaac, Scott, and Stiles specifically, it likely obvious to them that her first statement is aimed in their direction.]

Boys, I know you're busy with your baking or whatever you're up to [what's up with that by the way?] but I'm here now so why don't you come out, come out, wherever you are?

[Ending with a sing-song voice, she addresses anyone else who might be paying attention to her feed.]

To the rest of you, that's one hell of a song and dance they do for you back at the palace, isn't it? Too bad it's probably full of lies or something.

[Her smile fades as she makes a face and gives a deliberate, dramatic sigh.]

So, anyone want to help a girl out and give me the 101 on place? Because this network doesn't have Google or WikiLeaks.

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[bereavements]

[ Not much. Because, Jennifer got involved and everyone had to deal with protecting her which Isaac had not been okay with. Especially when he ended up driving away without Scott.

He holds her however long she needs. ]

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[There was a time hearing this might have made her angry, made her lose her calm and lash out. But the unfairness of it all hits her too hard to be anything other than just upset.

Not wanting to let go, she settles against him.]

If...if this is a place between life and death and dreaming, does that mean he may show up here at least? Could come here if he can't...come back?

[It sounds stupid and childish to ask, like asking him to tell her that Santa is real and fairies grant wishes, and good people don't stay dead, especially when they're wrongly killed. But Erica can't ignore the one shred of hope she has.]

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[ He doesn't have to think about his answer. ]

That's what it means. It could happen. [ He's not even lying. ]

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[It's not a perfect solution but again, it's something. Better than nothing. Cheek pressed to his shoulder, she nods slightly and takes a deep breath. No, she still not ready to let go but she does feel less like she's going to break down crying, overwhelmed by everything that she's had to cope with and account for that day.]

I hope it does then. We're here and he wouldn't have to be alone.

[Or dead.]

[bereavements]

He wouldn't be.

[ Either. He continues to rub her back, just breathing, giving her the time she needs. ]

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[Erica's not sure how she'd handle this is Isaac wasn't here. She's not close to Scott. Not close to Stiles even if she'd wanted to be for so long. Derek and Boyd aren't there so they're split but...it's a relief to have Isaac still.

Eventually, she pulls back a little bit. Enough to look him in the face but not so much that she has to let go of the one person making her feel steady.]

What do we do now? Now that I'm here.

[bereavements]

We do what everyone else is doing. What I'm doing. We live. I work at a bakery. Scott's at a clinic. Stiles is Stiles and I have no idea what he does with his day. [ He tries to make a joke. ]

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[Living. Well. That's as good a plan as any for now.]

Okay. Well, then want to help me figure out what's around here? Find the grocery store, all of that? Maybe steer me away from any weird food I shouldn't be trying?

[She can try to pretend everything is okay, that Boyd being dead didn't feel like a punch in the gut.]

[bereavements]

I can do that.

Tie it up here?

[unfettered]

Alright, good. C'mon, let's go.