( after she studies him for a few minutes, silently watching from by the window, she determines that there's something distinctly not stiles about this guy. but he's... just enough of a stiles that she doesn't hesitate to approach him. he is, at the very least, not all that dangerous at first glance. maybe it's just stiles on a bad day. a really, really bad day. it worries her, and she can't help the instinct to try to help him. lydia walks up to him and places a hand on his arm. )
lobby.
Stiles?