Derek sighs a little, because he knows that it's a lot and he doesn't necessarily mean that he wants Stiles's life story or anything, but in the other man's defense, it's not like Derek is wording himself all that well. It makes him think of the petafore/metaphor thing from last night and he huffs a little humorless laugh to himself, shaking his head. "I know it's a lot, I'm not asking for everything," he says quietly.
He looks around, frowning. Is there a good place to have this conversation? "Yeah, okay," he agrees. Derek's been meaning to do more exploring, anyway, but he hasn't really had the chance, either, so that sounds like as good a plan as any to Derek. "Lead the way," he tacks on for good measure.
As they walk, Derek's keeping his eyes peeled and he's trying to listen and scent, but neither of those senses are working the way they feel like they should, which frustrates him. So, he's admittedly glowering about it, but then...what else is new? That thought reminds him that he's going to need to find that Izzy girl another day and apologize for being kind of a dick. It wasn't her fault, after all, that he was so wrapped up in himself that he totally blew her off; it certainly wasn't anything personal, considering he'd never met her before.
"I just want to know the weird stuff," he whispers back to Stiles as they continue on. "The stuff that makes no sense, because if the glitches line up, then that can't be just a glitch, can it? The probability of two random clones having the same glitches when no one else does? My roommate has weird ones, too, like really weird, but they don't line up with mine. Not really, anyway..." Because she's what he would've called a hunter in his glitches and she probably thinks he's a vampire, which is disgusting. At least, Derek thinks it is.
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He looks around, frowning. Is there a good place to have this conversation? "Yeah, okay," he agrees. Derek's been meaning to do more exploring, anyway, but he hasn't really had the chance, either, so that sounds like as good a plan as any to Derek. "Lead the way," he tacks on for good measure.
As they walk, Derek's keeping his eyes peeled and he's trying to listen and scent, but neither of those senses are working the way they feel like they should, which frustrates him. So, he's admittedly glowering about it, but then...what else is new? That thought reminds him that he's going to need to find that Izzy girl another day and apologize for being kind of a dick. It wasn't her fault, after all, that he was so wrapped up in himself that he totally blew her off; it certainly wasn't anything personal, considering he'd never met her before.
"I just want to know the weird stuff," he whispers back to Stiles as they continue on. "The stuff that makes no sense, because if the glitches line up, then that can't be just a glitch, can it? The probability of two random clones having the same glitches when no one else does? My roommate has weird ones, too, like really weird, but they don't line up with mine. Not really, anyway..." Because she's what he would've called a hunter in his glitches and she probably thinks he's a vampire, which is disgusting. At least, Derek thinks it is.