"Wha... Hey!" He groans at the key being swiped. "I wasn't misusing that." And he had hoped that maybe Derek would let him keep it but now he wasn't so sure.
Stiles shrugged. "I didn't catch any of the important stuff. But if you want, we could go ask? I just...wanted to make sure I was here incase things get real crazy." Stiles had a certain level of protection over Beacon Hills. Sure, he hadn't lived there incredibly long, but the place left an impact on him. Too many people he cared about were still here. "Want me to salt your windows and sigil ward?"