Great. You can tell me about them once this whole mess is over.

[ he can't help but smile at her at the amount of cheer she's showing — it's impossible not to be charmed, at least a little... but the question and the mention of the infected is enough to turn his thoughts back to the actual cause of his panic attack, and his expression closes again. ]

... yeah. That's what — that's why... [ deep breaths, Stiles, deep breaths. ] Peter's infected. He... he left yesterday and I can't find him anywhere. He's just gone. [ and god, he needs to find him and fast, before things get worse. ]