（ cy runs hot. he's not sure why — if the humans of his original world just adapted that way, or if it's because of his rather unique situation, but he's always just a couple degrees warmer than average. he's used to most people being cool by comparison.
stiles isn't.
cy's gaze rakes up the teen's arm to his face in time to see that flicker of anger, the statement itself coming as no surprise on the heels of his suspicion. that's not just watched too much tv as a kid, and he's clearly not wrong in assuming it's borne of trauma.
well, they'll be revisiting that later. but for the time being — he'll leave well enough alone. cy catches the server's eye, and on approach orders small vegetarian dish. he'll give stiles the chance to tack anything on if he so desires, but if he doesn't he'll simply shrug as the server whisks away.
then: ）
So how're our charming hosts treating you so far?
（ the statement seems perfectly congenial on the surface, warm and affable. but there's something simmering just beneath it, an anger of his own. ）
no subject
stiles isn't.
cy's gaze rakes up the teen's arm to his face in time to see that flicker of anger, the statement itself coming as no surprise on the heels of his suspicion. that's not just watched too much tv as a kid, and he's clearly not wrong in assuming it's borne of trauma.
well, they'll be revisiting that later. but for the time being — he'll leave well enough alone. cy catches the server's eye, and on approach orders small vegetarian dish. he'll give stiles the chance to tack anything on if he so desires, but if he doesn't he'll simply shrug as the server whisks away.
then: ）
So how're our charming hosts treating you so far?
（ the statement seems perfectly congenial on the surface, warm and affable. but there's something simmering just beneath it, an anger of his own. ）