( Lydia couldn't help but follow him after she'd seen him move. With his bow in hand, the dark suit and hood, and the way he walked? To Lydia it looked like he knew something. He was moving with a purpose - confident and determined. What else did that scream but information?
She wasn't a good spy, and really it wasn't actually as if Lydia was trying to keep herself hidden. She just wanted to see where he was going, to see if it would provide any answers. Where he went, anyone he met with- was this what it felt like to be Stiles? But they needed to know something - anything, and with the cryptic messages left for them Lydia didn't think that just asking would get her anywhere )
no subject
She wasn't a good spy, and really it wasn't actually as if Lydia was trying to keep herself hidden. She just wanted to see where he was going, to see if it would provide any answers. Where he went, anyone he met with- was this what it felt like to be Stiles? But they needed to know something - anything, and with the cryptic messages left for them Lydia didn't think that just asking would get her anywhere )