Derek shook his head. "It's not like that. I told you. I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for Allison to run away from Eterna, to run here to find you. Laura doesn't want her. Would you rather she have been sent to Mir? Or Jeremy? Or Uncle Paul?" The idea turned his stomach. He didn't trust either of them, though Mir was likely harmless. "I can take care of her. She picked me." He gave Stiles a baleful glance. "Just like you picked me."