His head whipped to look at Stiles, looking at him like he was crazy. "Why would you even suggest that?" There wasn't much opportunity to say more because Jayden had gotten back to him, his phone going off. A few clicks to respond and Derek said, "He's on his way and he's bringing you clothing."
Derek pressed the back of his hand to one of his eyes. How could things get crazier when they weren't even in Beacon Hills? Maybe bad luck just followed him around. Yeah, that was probably it.
And it wasn't something he needed to do but glancing over to see Stiles doubled over was concerning. He didn't want the guy to have any more of a panic attack, if he didn't have one over the situation already. Derek cleared his throat, keeping his hand to his face as he spoke. "If it makes you feel better, you don't look...terrible."