"Probably, but it's a pretty advanced mechanical process. They're good with their hands, but I'm not sure I trust them with building a chair for me to ride up two flights of stairs in." Lydia laughs a little. She doesn't want a lift chair at all, really. Or to be on bed rest. But at least this way, she can retain at least a little independence and not have to worry about how she's going to get to the kitchen if Dean, Jackson, Scott, Stiles or Derek aren't in the main house.

"Oh please, Sammy, if I haven't gotten sick of you already, I won't." She waves him off. If he thinks his hovering is a change of pace, it really isn't. Aside from his trips to the capital, the two of them have been nearly inseparable since they met. And especially since they've mated. If they're both in the house, they're together. It's just kind of the natural order of things and though Dean teases, he and Cas are the same way.