Derek admittedly feels marginally more confident when Stiles agrees to follow the other REDs, because it makes him think that maybe it's not just a random thought process, but a decent idea. Derek's not very good at having those. Ideas, sure. Good ones? Not so much.

As the train pulls up to the platform, a neon sign flashes on its side R&D, Wagon Wheel, Technology. That'll do, he thinks, and looks over at Stiles with his brows lifted in question.

"Well, here goes. Let's hope it's the right one."

((ooc: fade out there or keep going? totes up to you!))