“Walking. Limping. It’s all the same,” Stiles said as he handed Derek the head of the leash and took Batman’s stuffed dragon from him so Derek didn’t have to carry the puppy and the dragon at the same time. “At the mention of your name Batman grabbed Puff and headed out the door before I got his leash on him. He has clearly missed you.” Stiles spoke as he followed Derek. It was at a slower pace because Stiles was being careful not to step into a hole or trip over a rock.