To Stiles' credit, he does an admirable job of stemming the usual flood of rambling and bad analogies and runaway trains of thought he's usually subject to, especially under high amounts of stress. But then, he's had more experience than he ever wanted to have, talking to Derek while he's in this state of mind, knows if he gets lost on a tangent Derek will just make him stop, and shake him til words come out in the proper order. Instead of just opening his mouth and hitting the verbal vomit button, he tries breathing first. That's supposed to help, right?

"The...I think the alphas are a lot closer than we thought. I think--Scott wouldn't know what to look for, right? He wouldn't know if--they've been covering their scent so far, and you're better at the wolf stuff than he is, you're more alpha--he wouldn't be able to tell. Right?" That's...still mostly babbling. And maybe it is nothing. Maybe he shouldn't freak just yet. Maybe there's a better explanation.

Our maybe Erica and Boyd are routing in the basement next door to the house he knows as well as his own.

"The guy who lives next door to Scott. I saw Erica's scarf in his backseat. They just moved in two weeks ago." About the time the scent started showing up all over. The connection seems obvious.