He still doesn't think he embodies any of this, but does the twirl with his head sort of bowed, a little embarrassed, coming back to stand there as he tugs on the lapels of it, pulling it off to hand it back to Derek, suddenly wondering if he fucked up.
"Should I be offering to dry clean this for you so your smell isn't screwed up?" he asks, warily, not entirely sure how werewolf-etiquette culture works, because...well, because his life was fairly normal before this.
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He still doesn't think he embodies any of this, but does the twirl with his head sort of bowed, a little embarrassed, coming back to stand there as he tugs on the lapels of it, pulling it off to hand it back to Derek, suddenly wondering if he fucked up.
"Should I be offering to dry clean this for you so your smell isn't screwed up?" he asks, warily, not entirely sure how werewolf-etiquette culture works, because...well, because his life was fairly normal before this.