"Damn, it was worth a try," he answered with a cluck of frustration. "That's the beauty of it," Scott chuckled, "you don't die, you just have to keep yourself and me alive. All sorted!" He was so tempted to pick him up and dump him in the pool about now, but Stiles finally got to his feet and started walking. "It moves!" he teased as Scott rummaged in his drawers and got out his swimming trunks and a towel. He tossed a towel Stiles' way too and started towards the door, "you'll feel better once you get moving."