That sounded...depressingly like Derek's own routine. Was Stiles lonely? Derek had been leaving him alone, unsure of how much time in the werewolf's company the boy could bear.
"You asked me to stay," he said, slowly. "Are you...." He cleared his throat again. "It would probably do both of us some good to spend time together outside of this room," he said, awkwardly. "If you came by after dinner, there's...books to read."