Stiles had open his mouth, to defend his best friend and try and explain to Derek that Scott really had no other place to go so he shouldn’t be too hard on him, when his Master said he would be able to leave his room and go anywhere in the house. Stiles’ eyebrows shot up and a hopeful look appeared on his face, the first positive emotion Stiles had felt in days, “you mean I can leave? Go anywhere I want? Well that is in the house.”
The human was up off of the bed and moving past Derek, opening the door, and stepping outside in less than ten seconds. He took a breath of air, his first breath of freedom, before turning to look at Derek with a grin on his face. “So I won’t get in trouble for standing out here without permission? No more locked doors? I could possible walk in on Allison now while she is in the shower or on the toilet?” The last one probably wouldn’t happen because Stiles respected Allison and her space but he said it anyways.