[ That response is not what Derek had been expecting to hear and it shows on his expression. But what really does it is the flicker of red in Scott's eyes and relief floods into Derek's. He'd been more than willing to help Scott as a new werewolf, even if it meant having to feel like he was heavily imposing on a life better off without him for a while, because he could rebuild their friendship over time if he could convince Scott to give him a chance to prove that they'd get there back home, too. But this? This is better.

Derek huffs a surprised laugh and shakes his head, moving toward Scott to give the other werewolf a hug. A hearty slap to Scott's back ends it and Derek steps back again. ]

No, you didn't. I forgot what a little shit you were, though; that was a rude awakening. You're fine, don't worry. It's good to see you again. This you. The red looks a lot better on you than the gold and hatred.

[ He smirks a little to let Scott know he's mostly joking; it hadn't been easy, but it wasn't the worst thing to ever happen to him or anything, not by a long shot. It's just good to have his friend back.

Then Derek's expression drops. ]

You should really talk to Malia, if you haven't already...