Derek looked down at his hands, at the floor, and squeezed her hand in acknowledgment. They were okay. They'd always be okay.
He doubted Stiles would do anything but blame him for his time with Eterna, that their relationship was anything but irreparably broken, but the last thing he wanted was for Laura to blame herself.
"Will it cause a problem for you?" he asked quietly. He wanted Stiles home, that day, if possible.