[ Reaching his free hand out to curl around Stiles' shoulder as he works to ease him back up to his feet, Derek practically conforms to his shape as he leans into his side. They already fit together so well, making it fairly easy, but this is an attempt to warm and protect where he couldn't before. ]
Laura will like you. You'll like Laura. It'll be fine. [ He noses at Stiles' temple a little, trying to keep back a snort as Deaton just lets out an amused hum in response to his pseudo-apology. Honestly he can't blame him, considering how much he hates coming into Deaton's tent, himself. But sometimes, even he's needed it.
Brows raising, he just inclines his head to their healer before giving Stiles a careful nudge. ] Come on, we'll go set you up. You won't have to move at all.
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Laura will like you. You'll like Laura. It'll be fine. [ He noses at Stiles' temple a little, trying to keep back a snort as Deaton just lets out an amused hum in response to his pseudo-apology. Honestly he can't blame him, considering how much he hates coming into Deaton's tent, himself. But sometimes, even he's needed it.
Brows raising, he just inclines his head to their healer before giving Stiles a careful nudge. ] Come on, we'll go set you up. You won't have to move at all.