Dylan O'Brien Source

Does it hurt? Hey, look at me. You should have done your reading, Scott. See, a nogitsune feeds off chaos, strife, and pain. This morning, you took it from Isaac, then you took it from Coach. And then from a dying deputy. All that pain. You took it all. Now, give it to me. You really have to learn, Scott. You really have to learn not to trust a fox. Know why? 'Cause they're tricksters. They'll fool you. They'll fool everyone.

Not who are you, Stiles. Who are we? It's getting colder, Stiles. Did you notice that we've stopped shivering? Do you know why that's a bad sign? It's the body trying to conserve energy. It was my fifth-grade science report. Hypothermia. Our speech is starting to thicken. Then comes fatigue. Confusion. We're going to die if we don't get out of here. Stop saying that. Stop saying we. We're just trying to keep you from freezing to death. You better get up, Stiles. How? There's a freaking steel-jawed trap on my leg!

Blackouts. But not for that long. And sleepwalking, which I used to do a lot as a kid. Um... also having some really bad anxiety. Panic attacks? Yeah, a couple. Oh, and I temporarily lost the ability to read. But that might have had more to do with this giant magic tree and a whole human sacrifice thing. I recall something vaguely about that, yes.

You don't need the instructions. When was the last time you've ever used instructions? Am I right? You don't need them because you are too smart to waste your time with them, okay? You can figure it out. Stiles, you're the one who always figures it out. So you can do it. Figure it out.

He's gonna find out sooner or later. Yeah, but is now really the right time? What if not telling him now gets someone else killed? What if telling him gets him killed, huh?