Still Pissed, But Getting Better
Stiles finally cleared his throat and Derek straightened up, expecting the inevitable order to get lost. "Did Mr. Argent tell you how the others brought me back?" He asked, voice smell, quiet, eyes flicking back and forth between the light green ones of the wolf in front of him.
Derek went to say no, forgetting he was in wolf form for a brief moment, and ended up letting out a yip before tilting his head curiously, ears flicking towards Stiles before turning downward slightly.
Stiles blinked at the wolf's response. "I'm gonna take that as a no... Since, ya'know, you can't really talk like that..." He waved a hand at Derek's wolf body before bringing it up to rub at the back of his neck and speaking again. "Lydia was with me, when the Riders took me..." He said slowly. "She was the one who remembered me in the end and was able to bring me back..." Stiles trailed off, his expression and scent both growing heavy with sadness.
Because Im Hoshi