[At least he knew about the anchor. That was a good sign, and he still had control over his power too, outside of the full moon, which he demonstrated before.
Derek rests his hands back in his leather pockets and nods.]
I'll try and find some chains and locks.
[The last thing they needed was this Stiles to be out for blood as a werewolf, and let their race be known here. All he knew was that he and Stiles were the only werewolves around.
However he does pause, regarding Stiles for a moment. It felt weird calling him Stiles since well, he wasn't the same Stiles he knew.]
Since we're not our... respective selves. [A beat.] What should I call you exactly?
[Action]
Derek rests his hands back in his leather pockets and nods.]
I'll try and find some chains and locks.
[The last thing they needed was this Stiles to be out for blood as a werewolf, and let their race be known here. All he knew was that he and Stiles were the only werewolves around.
However he does pause, regarding Stiles for a moment. It felt weird calling him Stiles since well, he wasn't the same Stiles he knew.]
Since we're not our... respective selves. [A beat.] What should I call you exactly?