Stiles was still a little sleepy and he was pretty sure he also might be out of it because he swore he just heard Derek say he brought him something to keep his attention. If Stiles heard right he hoped it wasn't another slave. He really didn't want company that badly.
"Did I hear you right? You said you brought me something?" Stiles asked as he slowly sat up in his bed. He made sure the sheet covered up to his waist. There was no point in giving Derek a show because it wasn't going to go anywhere. The teen's stomach protested at being empty because the breakfast Derek had set down smelled yummy.