"Sure," Derek said. It wasn't a big deal to him. Lydia was less annoying than Stiles at least. If he was stuck with Stiles, he might be tempted to let the kid freeze. Maybe that would keep his mouth shut.
God, that would be a nightmare. He shuddered and pushed the thought out of his mind. "I have sugar," he said. "But no milk. Sorry."
He didn't keep much food in the loft at all. Cooking wasn't exactly in his skill set so he tended to eat out or order in most of the time.