Nothing familiar, nothing -- [ He's not going to hold this back, not from Scott. ] My senses, they're - dulled. I have to be standing right in front of a person and even then... [ Here, right now, Scott's scent is both familiar and distinctive - as is his nervousness. His heart however, remains a distant thumping. Normally, they thump within Derek's mind like he has headphones on, like he's listening to them.

Derek waits, joining Scott by the suitcase. It's unlike waiting for the film in the screening room to end - there's more tension in the moment. The lid lifts - and Derek shuts it this time.

He's reminded of what he'd been told happened. What Peter's plan had been. What happened to Scott. It's not long ago, not even, that he was a part of the group traveling to rescue him. ] Scott, I'm sorry -- [ He looks down, before meeting Scott's eyes. Derek doesn't back away from emotions, anymore. ] I should've - known. I should've done something.