"...I think I'm more flexible than that--I'd have to get tackled by Jackson, wolfed out, to get that spine fracture." Stiles made a slight face. "--hopefully he doesn't realize that." Part of the pack or not, Jackson still for some reason still wanted to rip Stiles' head off a lot.

Letting out a breath, he laced their fingers together, squeezing. "Just the black eye, and a big bruise on my side. Hurts, but nothing bad, promise."