Barry pulls the sweats on, but they make him feel even itchier. But he doubts they'll be on long - Derek's never are. And sure enough, as soon as he gets outside, all Barry wants to do is strip them off and roll in the grass. Even in winter, it's so tempting, and Barry vows never to tease Derek for his habits again.

He's got his hands on the hem of his pants when Derek mentions shifting. "Do you think I can?" he asks. "All the way to a wolf?"