Oh. Derek was from then. Well, great, Scott had a few months of awkwardness between them to live through all over again. Awesome. "Oh. Right. Uh...I guess 'sorry' kind of doesn't help much," he said with a rueful smile. Especially since...he wasn't, not really. A little sorry that he hadn't let Derek in on the plan, but the rest of it he didn't regret. He'd done what he had to do to stop Gerard. "So...okay. I guess I'm from your future, then."

And there was a lot he could tell them about that future--but very little he was willing to tell. He really hoped neither of them asked. "So, uh. How long have you two been here, then?" It almost sounded like they'd shown up together, and Scott was--really, really glad that they hadn't been alone, and that Derek had...what? Watched out for Stiles? There was definitely something between them that hadn't been there back home. Or maybe it had been, but it was intensified now. Or maybe he was just reading things in their body language that weren't there, or didn't mean anything, or--yeah, he was just going to wait for more information, he decided.