Stiles is about to call out to get his daughter back. He doesn't know the people at the swings and his protective urge rises, but John puts a hand on his shoulder gently.

"Trust, Stiles. They have a baby between them. I'm pretty sure they aren't here to hurt her." John told his son, and after a deep breath, Stiles just nodded and pushed his glasses back up on his face. The men, very obviously father and son, made to follow Dina as she jumped onto a swing on her stomach, pushing off.

"Uh huh. I get to fly when I'm on them!" she said, holding out her arms like she was superman.