He can see that the cogs are turning in his colleague's head and when she asks whether he'd like to take an early lunch, Derek nods. "Yeah, that sounds good, are you ready now, or...?" he asks.
If they can get away, maybe not even to the Commissary but, rather, maybe to the warehouse he and Stiles found a couple of weeks ago, then he can speak freely to her and explain in more detail. It's important that she actually understands what he's getting at, he thinks, because then maybe he can have another person to bounce the ideas he's got off of. The more input he's got, the better chances he's got at doing a decent job at this and making it actually work. The odds aren't exactly in his favor for success, but he's going to try his ass off, that's for damn sure, and having someone like Katniss, who works with him, to gently and silently help him along by giving him terrible performers to weigh against his best ones so he can skew the results will certainly help.
Derek leads the way out of their work space and down the hall, careful to keep mostly quiet. He can't exactly launch into explanation while they're still in IntSec. "Did you want to go for a walk or just straight to the Commissary?" he asks, a gentle way of questioning whether she'd be all right with trust him for a moment to find them somewhere more private that isn't also under camera surveillance, like their bedrooms.
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If they can get away, maybe not even to the Commissary but, rather, maybe to the warehouse he and Stiles found a couple of weeks ago, then he can speak freely to her and explain in more detail. It's important that she actually understands what he's getting at, he thinks, because then maybe he can have another person to bounce the ideas he's got off of. The more input he's got, the better chances he's got at doing a decent job at this and making it actually work. The odds aren't exactly in his favor for success, but he's going to try his ass off, that's for damn sure, and having someone like Katniss, who works with him, to gently and silently help him along by giving him terrible performers to weigh against his best ones so he can skew the results will certainly help.
Derek leads the way out of their work space and down the hall, careful to keep mostly quiet. He can't exactly launch into explanation while they're still in IntSec. "Did you want to go for a walk or just straight to the Commissary?" he asks, a gentle way of questioning whether she'd be all right with trust him for a moment to find them somewhere more private that isn't also under camera surveillance, like their bedrooms.