[ Okay, well. The god no makes him feel a lot better than it should. Derek presses his lips together to hide a smile, casually putting his elbow on the table and resting his fist in front of his mouth just to double up on that. He's still in no mood for funny, and once the joy of making fun of Scott wears off, he's back to being his regular, grumpy self, just... regularly grumpy in a way he won't aim so specifically towards Stiles.
He barely knows what a Darach is. He's heard stories, of course he has - dark druids, crafting their spells with the blood of man rather than the life of the earth. Deucalion is a lot of things, but he's not sure he's worthy of being targeted by someone who gains their power through human sacrifice, however naive that opinion might be. Derek crashes back against his seat and drags his hands down his face, overwhelmed enough even before the rest of what Stiles is saying hits him.
The waitress comes back just after Stiles mentions Peter, and Derek shifts aside some things to make room for their meals. Milkshakes are kind of a weird thing for his image, especially because he didn't get a straw and runs the risk of getting a milk moustache forced on him, but he steals Stiles's to avoid that fate. He also picks out everything in his burger that isn't meat, because that's just the kind of guy he is. He gives up the healthy additions to his diet just like he gives up power and security, apparently. ]
I sound - subdued.
[ Not that that's a bad thing, necessarily, but right now Derek's living his life hunting for total and complete control, for dominance. The idea that he'd give those things up feels like an incredible blow, one that he's almost not sure he would ever be willing to withstand, but all he has to see in his head is Cora at 11 years old crying and alone while her home is in ashes to know that he'd give up all the joy in the world if it took away her pain. It feels - resolving, maybe, to know that at the end of whatever he's got coming, he'll have family who loves him. Hopefully. That's more than he's had since Laura's death. He doesn't have the guts to ask Stiles how Cora took all that, if he even knows.
As for Scott... ]
Scott's kind of a dick. I don't really see that happening for him. Are you sure he didn't just stab someone in the back and tell everyone he's a true alpha?
[ ... Derek's not his biggest fan just yet. Hasn't lived through all the inspirational friendship speeches. ]
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He barely knows what a Darach is. He's heard stories, of course he has - dark druids, crafting their spells with the blood of man rather than the life of the earth. Deucalion is a lot of things, but he's not sure he's worthy of being targeted by someone who gains their power through human sacrifice, however naive that opinion might be. Derek crashes back against his seat and drags his hands down his face, overwhelmed enough even before the rest of what Stiles is saying hits him.
The waitress comes back just after Stiles mentions Peter, and Derek shifts aside some things to make room for their meals. Milkshakes are kind of a weird thing for his image, especially because he didn't get a straw and runs the risk of getting a milk moustache forced on him, but he steals Stiles's to avoid that fate. He also picks out everything in his burger that isn't meat, because that's just the kind of guy he is. He gives up the healthy additions to his diet just like he gives up power and security, apparently. ]
I sound - subdued.
[ Not that that's a bad thing, necessarily, but right now Derek's living his life hunting for total and complete control, for dominance. The idea that he'd give those things up feels like an incredible blow, one that he's almost not sure he would ever be willing to withstand, but all he has to see in his head is Cora at 11 years old crying and alone while her home is in ashes to know that he'd give up all the joy in the world if it took away her pain. It feels - resolving, maybe, to know that at the end of whatever he's got coming, he'll have family who loves him. Hopefully. That's more than he's had since Laura's death. He doesn't have the guts to ask Stiles how Cora took all that, if he even knows.
As for Scott... ]
Scott's kind of a dick. I don't really see that happening for him. Are you sure he didn't just stab someone in the back and tell everyone he's a true alpha?
[ ... Derek's not his biggest fan just yet. Hasn't lived through all the inspirational friendship speeches. ]