"Yes, go back. Dude, I have to. I can't just leave them there." He isn't surprised, exactly, by Derek's attitude. It is a dumb idea, but he can't not. They need someone paranoid enough to keep an eye out, and he can't exactly just clear them out. He was just there. A text is just bound to make them suspicious, anyway, and when they get suspicious, they turn into the frigging Scooby Gang. All jokes aside, he's beginning to think he's less Fred and more Scooby.

But Derek is right, even if he isn't saying all of what he's worried about out loud. The more time Scott has to think about things, the more time he has to come up with some brilliant idea that gets someone killed, or at least seriously traumatized. See also his last 'brilliant idea.' Fortunately (God, is that the right word?), he's gotten good at lying to everyone over the last few years, and spending time with Derek and Scott both has taught him the fine art of misdirection. Half-truths don't count as lies on the wolf lie detector, apparently, not as long as you believe what you're saying. And then immediately change the subject. Again, good at that.

"I won't tell them anything tonight. If I do, Scott's going to get all of us killed by charging in headfirst. I'll just keep a lookout, and get him to my place tomorrow. We can't do this tonight, we need a plan. Besides, it's not like they'll be looking for me, right? Not a wolf and all."

His manic smile feels forced, even to him.