Isaac didn't know everything that was going on with Stiles but it was serious. Isaac knew that Stiles had been dragged into the Freddy dream thing and that he died. The funny thing about it was that everyone who died was miraculously returned to them via the train. It was like none of them had died in the first place but they could remember it happening. Isaac overhead some of the victims who talked about it at the Tavern, Isaac listening in with his werewolf hearing.
"The training?" Isaac asked, lifting a brow, not sure how to answer. "We're not all connected the way we should be," Isaac said, trying to at least be a bit honest with his boyfriend and his alpha. "I think it's because we're all distracted and worried about what's going to happen next - which is the whole point of training so that when something does happen we're ready for it." Isaac felt that he was coming along but at the same time Isaac knew how to fight and where he stood in the pack.
"We just need a little more time with each other," Isaac added, not knowing if that would be enough but they had to start slow and keep going. They all had something to bring to the table and Isaac wanted for Scott to be a good leader. "And given that you're patient -- it'll be okay." Although he knew that Allison would probably push the others to move faster. It all just depended on the pace, the day and who all decided to show up.
"Do you think you can spend time with me right now?" Isaac asked, smiling a little as he leaned in, his nose touching Scott's briefly. "He's sleeping but you know, I don't think it'll be an issue if you, you know, took a shower. You do smell a little." Isaac sniffed the air, pretending to be grossed out even though Scott smelled the way he usually did.