Isaac nodded, but made no attempt to move. His eyes were locked on the tombstone of his father at the other end of the graveyard. He had never been out to the grave and he thought that tonight would be the night, but now he wasnt so sure. He saw Stiles get out and he movement jarred him out of his trance and he also got out and sat the the hill, next to the human teen.

"Thanks..." he said softly.