Alistair is very wrapped up in the hug, and his thoughts. 

Kisses are welcome, though. He does some more of that. 

Not at all to spite any annoying classmates. Nope. Or to distract himself from his growing paranoia. Not that either.

Just Sadde, who is utterly delightful. 

"My dad's going to be home in ten, so try to keep it fast. I recommend the bathroom instead of one of the bedrooms, since I don't have time to do a load of laundry before that." 

Well, he'll let her out more, and he'll have to do something about those two.

Are any of the other cards nice?

Windy is very nice! Fly is okay, Maze's kinda boring.

Sadde pulls away, giggling. "I think if I drag Alistair somewhere more private I'm gonna do it somewhere other than another person's house."

Stiles shrugs and eats his cheese. 

"Oh, I don't know, we should aim for variety. Lots of fun locations to try out."

Windy is pretty nice, yeah. 

Thank for the talk, Song.

How about Fly? Is Fly doing okay?

Fly is: a bird.

It's doing fine.

"Hmm, I suppose I could undress you right here..."

Apparently the Maze is decent?

Can he talk to the Maze?

"Could you? Maybe I'm not that easy."

"Well I definitely am," he says, and starts kissing Alistair's face up his jawline and down his neck.

...talk? No, not really.

He cooperates. Very receptive, very responsive. 

Identify how it's doing, then. Is there anything like emotions? Preferences? Instincts?

Is that the garage? Yeah, that sounds like the garage. 

The thing Sadde is doing at the moment is not: caring about the garage. It is: kissing this gorgeous human being and seeing just how much he can rile said human being up.

As for Maze, it seems... like there's some sort of intelligence, there, but it's definitely less sentient than even the Fly. Way too abstract to even model.

Alright. Well, thanks anyway, Maze.

He checks in with the Move. 

He is definitely getting excited. The usual symptoms arise. 

Sheriff Stilinski returns from a frustrating but thankfully short day at work, to find teenagers kissing and- meditating?- in his living room. 

"What." 

"The cheese tray is right over here, but it's mine now, I called it." 

"Right. I take it these are friends of yours?"