Scott's question goes unanswered at first, because how the hell do you answer a question like that? Is she okay? Well, you know, other than waking up naked in a new place, with no Isaac or Boyd, and finding out she's human once again. Yeah, you know, she's just pleased as punch.
But she knows what he's getting at, and when there's a break in Stiles' speech, she actually spares him a glance. Expression riddled with apprehension, she just gives a bit of a nod. "So far, so good." Because that's the best she can be, at the moment. The more they talk, the higher the levels of stress, the more likely she is to seize. So it's really just a matter of breathing her way through it and making sure to stay calm.
Otherwise, Erica's as attentive as she can be in the moment. Her mind is still racing with just how this happened or what the hell they did in order to manage to get them human again. Magic, obviously, but still. That was no more of an answer than if someone had just said "because" and left it at that. But, admittedly, it is better than no explanation at all. Better than a blank face and fumbling words that provide her with nothing at all.
Even still, this answer isn't exactly comforting.
Half tempted to slide out of the room so she can go wish herself some proper clothes that she doesn't swim in, she manages to stay put long enough to hear just what Derek is planning. Erica purses her lips into a line, debating. She doesn't exactly want to argue with him, but even she can't deny that it sounds like a terrible idea.
"Derek. We're all human, how are we getting by anyone?"
She pauses, just for a moment, when her brain manages to actually catch up to her properly. "Wait, if we can wish for things-" She pauses, hesitant. "Can I wish for my medication? By name, without calling it mine?"
They really are.
But she knows what he's getting at, and when there's a break in Stiles' speech, she actually spares him a glance. Expression riddled with apprehension, she just gives a bit of a nod. "So far, so good." Because that's the best she can be, at the moment. The more they talk, the higher the levels of stress, the more likely she is to seize. So it's really just a matter of breathing her way through it and making sure to stay calm.
Otherwise, Erica's as attentive as she can be in the moment. Her mind is still racing with just how this happened or what the hell they did in order to manage to get them human again. Magic, obviously, but still. That was no more of an answer than if someone had just said "because" and left it at that. But, admittedly, it is better than no explanation at all. Better than a blank face and fumbling words that provide her with nothing at all.
Even still, this answer isn't exactly comforting.
Half tempted to slide out of the room so she can go wish herself some proper clothes that she doesn't swim in, she manages to stay put long enough to hear just what Derek is planning. Erica purses her lips into a line, debating. She doesn't exactly want to argue with him, but even she can't deny that it sounds like a terrible idea.
"Derek. We're all human, how are we getting by anyone?"
She pauses, just for a moment, when her brain manages to actually catch up to her properly. "Wait, if we can wish for things-" She pauses, hesitant. "Can I wish for my medication? By name, without calling it mine?"