He follows suit, draping an arm back. He turns his head.

"Hash what things out?" That may be the most foreboding thing he's heart all day. Perhaps this week. He doesn't love the sound of it but he knows his mother still has to be a mother. She's a parent. And not an overworked, exhausted parents right now. Not on her way out or her way to bed. Maybe things would be easier if she got to those 'I think I've parented enough for the night' moments were more frequent, like when she asked him and Stiles about the mandatory curfews.

But, things have changed. And now that they're all here in a relatively smaller space and Derek can actually be found? He knows things are going to have to be said.

"You remember it was Peter who bit me. Not Derek."