[Lydia is making her way out of the enclosure after a walk with Prada. It's the dog who notices him, first. All of the sudden, he tugs on his leash and starts running toward the guy, barking.]
Prada, stop it, what are you-- [And then she sees Stiles there. He looks terrible and there's blood. So she runs toward him, too. Her eyes are wide as she approaches, hand going straight to her shoulder. She looks terrified.]
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Prada, stop it, what are you-- [And then she sees Stiles there. He looks terrible and there's blood. So she runs toward him, too. Her eyes are wide as she approaches, hand going straight to her shoulder. She looks terrified.]
What happened?