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[No, he refuses to become the food-maker in this duo, dang it. He's a big, scary werewolf, okay? Scary!] How would you know?
[Derek just gives him a look for that and once everything is settled he sits down, starting on his food. He watches Stiles for a few moments before he puts down his fork and sits back, looking towards the window.]
I don't know why neither of us is panicking. We're on an alien world, we've got no way to get home. Your dad and my sister are alone. That's if they even know we're gone. [This is bugging him way more than he can stomach.]