"I doubt we'll always have to find a new place each time. Some of them are bound to be abandoned for a while," he points out. There's only so much man power, after all, right?

He nods at Stiles's description as he finishes buttoning up the jumpsuit again. "Yeah. ...my sister and I got them after the fire," he says experimentally, giving Stiles a wary look as if to ask if any of that rings a bell. "It's not the only place I've seen it either. I remember it even when I was a kid," he adds, and it feels strange to sound like he believes it because he's been fighting it since he woke up here. He pauses.

"I remember going to the tattoo parlor. I remember my sister taking a blowtorch to my back when we got home, but that's crazy, right?" He pauses again. "...or no?" Because the healing thing.