"You got them out," Derek almost snarls back. "Good plan got them out." And probably his stupid human courage, too, given how he ended up trapped. "Everyone got out safe, no one else got hurt." Or at least he doesn't think they did, the only fresh blood he can smell is his and Stiles', at least, and his doesn't count. Neither does Scott's either, they'll heal. "That's all on you."
He can hear someone coming, close enough to realize it's Scott, and Derek steps reflexively in front of the stairs, blocking his path. "Stiles, man, are you-" He cuts off as he runs into a wall of Derek, and Derek deftly relieves him off his pile of sheets. "Hey, lemme past, asshole!" He shows hard at Derek's shoulder, not so much as rocking him, and then goes up on tiptoe to look past him... going Green as he catches sight of the room beyond. "Are you okay, Stiles?"
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Date: 2014-09-03 01:54 pm (UTC)He can hear someone coming, close enough to realize it's Scott, and Derek steps reflexively in front of the stairs, blocking his path. "Stiles, man, are you-" He cuts off as he runs into a wall of Derek, and Derek deftly relieves him off his pile of sheets. "Hey, lemme past, asshole!" He shows hard at Derek's shoulder, not so much as rocking him, and then goes up on tiptoe to look past him... going Green as he catches sight of the room beyond. "Are you okay, Stiles?"