[ Though he's bleeding and a veritable mess, Derek follows along with Stiles as they're brought to where the little girl has been slipping in and out ever since his lupa was first brought here. He's still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that she's alive, that she was here, but right now he needs to concentrate on his movements, on the fact that he can smell the anxiety rolling off Stiles in waves.
When they come to a stop, he looks at the crevice, frowning at it quietly before looking to the little girl-- his daughter-- and listening to what Stiles says. She can do it, she has to do it, because otherwise they're stuck in here. The other wolves won't be able to break through the "cage" up front, and that's the only entrance that any of them could possibly know of. Especially with Derek's blood staining the wood.
His skin flinches at Stiles' touch, but he doesn't make a noise to go with it. Instead, he bows forward to press their foreheads together, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath that is all Stiles. ]
Wolfsbane on the spikes, probably. I'll be okay. We're together again-- you'll make sure of it.
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When they come to a stop, he looks at the crevice, frowning at it quietly before looking to the little girl-- his daughter-- and listening to what Stiles says. She can do it, she has to do it, because otherwise they're stuck in here. The other wolves won't be able to break through the "cage" up front, and that's the only entrance that any of them could possibly know of. Especially with Derek's blood staining the wood.
His skin flinches at Stiles' touch, but he doesn't make a noise to go with it. Instead, he bows forward to press their foreheads together, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath that is all Stiles. ]
Wolfsbane on the spikes, probably. I'll be okay. We're together again-- you'll make sure of it.