Never too many blankets. Especially during the winter. He wasn't exactly sure the loft was meant to handle the weather in Mandalus. With full-on snow. Beacon Hills got cold, and saw some snow, but not that much. Stiles snorted softly. "Excuse me. Lacrosse mom-mobile." Because Isaac and Boyd both played lacrosse.
It was cute, though, how Derek took care of his pack. Or, well, tried. He tried to teach them how to survive, but extenuating circumstances decided to throw that in his face. Goddamn Alpha pack. They were just teenagers. They didn't deserve what happened to them. Stiles turned the engine over once Derek was in and started back for Derek's apartment.
Stiles was quiet during the drive, grip a little tight on the steering wheel. He was still thinking about Boyd and Erica and the Alpha pack. He knew that stopping Ms. Blake was top priority, and then they had to deal with the Alphas. Derek told him that things ended up okay, but still, there were times where Stiles thought about what he would do, what plants he would make.