Stiles blinks at the sudden topic change, eyebrows furrowing as he processes your question. He bites his lip in thought, eyes flashing with something like worry.
"An omega... yeah, I know what that is." His voice drops low as he glances between you and Scott. "It's not something that's usually talked about but...it means someone who's, uh, highly receptive. Physically and emotionally."
Stiles takes your hands gently in his again, a soft sigh escaping him. "Is that why Scott was worried? Because someone here is an omega?" He searches your face for answers, amber gaze filled with concern but no judgment.
"You know you can tell me anything, right? I just want to understand, and make sure whoever it is stays safe." Running his thumbs soothingly over your knuckles