( He tips the glass back, drinking about half of what was poured, swallowing it. And, maybe Derek doesn't outright trust him. But, Derek knows he could be helpful for Stiles. So, that's now on his radar. )
Course, figured it was the least I could do after all that.
[ He nods and caps the bottle, finishing off his glass and leaving it on the stair as he sighs, getting to his feet. It's a little cooler out. He might walk a little rather than back to his own place, who knows.
Well, I'm just glad another one didn't manage to get a nibble as well. Don't worry about giving over anything.
[ Should he have had a drink after getting bit? Probably not. Will he continue to make questionable decisions in the future. For certain. The smile he offers isn't snarky or hiding anything. If anything, it's a little fond. ]
It was. [ Not a bad feeling. Not one that John gets to indulge in too often either. He looks around the porch area a moment in thought. ] Even if your friend doesn't want to talk, I could come back another time. Try a boundary spell.
Might put the both of you a little more at ease at least.
( Surprise, Constantine. Derek's all healed up. He can't do anything about you, save for your pain if you wanted that, if he was honest about what he was. )
I will ask, because it's not my place to decide. ( He's not Stiles' alpha. Just his - sort of friend. ) You're welcome to come back. Just - text or call first. I don't like drop-ins.
p[ He's noticed he doesn't seem to be any worse for wear, considering. He's not going to press for information on the matter though. Besides, figuring it out is the best bit. ]
You let me know, big man. [ A grin as he takes a step away then stops. ] I'll make sure I do. Night, Derek.
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Date: 2020-03-29 11:36 pm (UTC)( He tips the glass back, drinking about half of what was poured, swallowing it. And, maybe Derek doesn't outright trust him. But, Derek knows he could be helpful for Stiles. So, that's now on his radar. )
Thank you. For the night cap.
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Date: 2020-03-30 01:33 am (UTC)[ He nods and caps the bottle, finishing off his glass and leaving it on the stair as he sighs, getting to his feet. It's a little cooler out. He might walk a little rather than back to his own place, who knows.
Speaking of, though: ] 8347 Starling Lane.
If you need anything.
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Date: 2020-03-30 01:38 am (UTC)( Not that -- he'd offered anything. Derek finishes the contents of his glass and sets it down on the step, using the railing to pull him up. )
This was - nice. ( Turning his brain off, and maybe getting closer to what's going on with Stiles. To speaking to a life-size adult. Even the drink. )
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Date: 2020-03-30 02:25 am (UTC)[ Should he have had a drink after getting bit? Probably not. Will he continue to make questionable decisions in the future. For certain. The smile he offers isn't snarky or hiding anything. If anything, it's a little fond. ]
It was. [ Not a bad feeling. Not one that John gets to indulge in too often either. He looks around the porch area a moment in thought. ] Even if your friend doesn't want to talk, I could come back another time. Try a boundary spell.
Might put the both of you a little more at ease at least.
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Date: 2020-03-30 03:23 am (UTC)I will ask, because it's not my place to decide. ( He's not Stiles' alpha. Just his - sort of friend. ) You're welcome to come back. Just - text or call first. I don't like drop-ins.
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Date: 2020-03-30 06:23 am (UTC)You let me know, big man. [ A grin as he takes a step away then stops. ] I'll make sure I do. Night, Derek.