"So we just... wait?" He wants to ask how long is 'eventually' going to take, but he knows Stiles wouldn't use the word 'eventually' if he had any idea how long it would be.

He settles into a crouch, kneeling at a safe distance away from the captured kanima, mind still racing with so many questions about what kind of life his boyfriend has been living that he knows all this stuff about werewolves and kanimas and supernatural goings-on.