[Listens to his words, quiet for a long time and not interrupting him -- just listening]
Yeah. [It's quiet, and not much in response, but it probably is telling -- telling enough that he'd even mention any of this to Stiles, since he's usually very protective of such things, especially anything hinting at his past or the struggles he faces every day of his life]
[...] [Turns towards him as the words settle, and lifts a hand, placing it on his shoulder and squeezing lightly]
It's all a bunch of bullshit. But... you're right. I know -- and that's what matters. And those I care about know.