[ he and scott exchange minimal information. he thinks it's allison, he's not sure (there's thomas to think about now) but her hair is similar to allison's.
looking up again, they lock eyes. his abilities have lessened considerably, but he can still hear her speak his name aloud. that answers that. it's how he realized scott was scott. they'd said derek's name, thomas had flinched and pulled away and generally been accusatory. this is allison argent.
derek was never close with her so the initial shock wears off in seconds. his initial reaction having to do with scott. most of his reactions now have to do with scott he finds, especially in this place.
before can think of something clever to say, before he can realize that they aren't actually friends but in fact, partial allies on a good day, she's up and over, approaching him. it's easy to evaluate that she's in one piece. she hasn't been stabbed. she's spry, she's quick. had she been kept? had she not died and been hidden away for all this time? until this moment when they let her out?
but why?
derek doesn't do dumbstruck but that might as well be what this is because he really should say words. they catch up to what he sees finally, focusing on the question allison asked. ]
It's - a hotel. Everybody was given a suitcase and a room. If I knew more, I'd tell you [ maybe that comes from her being dead. like he owes her something. what happened to her mother, that's dead and gone, both literally and figuratively, but in some ways, allison's death is still fresh for everyone. derek could see that. after all, isn't that why kate did it all?
for allison?
the rhythm of his speech returns to normal, his signature poker face returning. the face that used to be an alpha, but learned that power isn't everything. it's a briefing if there ever was one, serious, but - normal. as normal as it could be ]
Scott's also here. He's upstairs in his room. [ he'd confirmed it's her. he'd also confirmed she's alright. at least, he's confirmed it with his own eyes. ] And, if you see someone that looks like Stiles, it's not. His name's Thomas. [ that had been something to wrap his head around. ] We don't have any real answers yet.
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looking up again, they lock eyes. his abilities have lessened considerably, but he can still hear her speak his name aloud. that answers that. it's how he realized scott was scott. they'd said derek's name, thomas had flinched and pulled away and generally been accusatory. this is allison argent.
derek was never close with her so the initial shock wears off in seconds. his initial reaction having to do with scott. most of his reactions now have to do with scott he finds, especially in this place.
before can think of something clever to say, before he can realize that they aren't actually friends but in fact, partial allies on a good day, she's up and over, approaching him. it's easy to evaluate that she's in one piece. she hasn't been stabbed. she's spry, she's quick. had she been kept? had she not died and been hidden away for all this time? until this moment when they let her out?
but why?
derek doesn't do dumbstruck but that might as well be what this is because he really should say words. they catch up to what he sees finally, focusing on the question allison asked. ]
It's - a hotel. Everybody was given a suitcase and a room. If I knew more, I'd tell you [ maybe that comes from her being dead. like he owes her something. what happened to her mother, that's dead and gone, both literally and figuratively, but in some ways, allison's death is still fresh for everyone. derek could see that. after all, isn't that why kate did it all?
for allison?
the rhythm of his speech returns to normal, his signature poker face returning. the face that used to be an alpha, but learned that power isn't everything. it's a briefing if there ever was one, serious, but - normal. as normal as it could be ]
Scott's also here. He's upstairs in his room. [ he'd confirmed it's her. he'd also confirmed she's alright. at least, he's confirmed it with his own eyes. ] And, if you see someone that looks like Stiles, it's not. His name's Thomas. [ that had been something to wrap his head around. ] We don't have any real answers yet.