"No, I get it. My uncle isn't a massive dickwad in real life like he is in the dreams. Egotistical and sarcastic, yes. But he deals in expensive antiques and works with museums. Pretty far cry from homicidal burn victim." Derek just didn't want things to turn sour like in the dreams. He was closer to Peter than he was his own mother and his uncle had been a rather huge support for him after losing Paige.
A hoarse chuckle welled up in Derek's throat and he played with his coffee cup. "I guess you can be a little...irritating. I'm not filled with the kind of rage dream-me has though. In fact, I'm pretty damn happy these days."