Derek takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly. Patience, he reminds himself, this one is going to require an abundance of patience on my part. He can just feel it. "No problem."

The clone thing, well. Derek doesn't believe that anymore. He did. But that was before his conversation with Buffy his first night. Before running into Stiles and trading "glitches" only to find that they actually have a lot of them in common and it's all just a little too convenient. "That's what they say, anyway," he says. "But what do your glitches say you are, bud?"