Stiles couldn't help the slight grin that tugged at the side of his mouth at the playful teasing, and out of spite reached out to poke him again. "It helps keep people out of the life or death fray most of the time. Hell, my dad didn't know werewolves were real until after I'd been dealing with them for a couple years, and he's the sheriff. Scott's mom found out a lot sooner, but Scott's legitimately an awful liar." The last thing Stiles had wanted was for something to happen to his dad.

But he shrugged one shoulder again. "I don't know, man. You don't always need to listen to me. My brain just expects the worst-case scenario most of the time."