As much as he appreciates Stiles' show of support, the hand on the back of his neck is a bit stifling, almost like he's trying to get Derek to submit, though he knows that isn't the case. He calmly takes Stiles wrist and and moves his hand to lower it, all the while moving even closer to him so that Stiles won't think he's upset with him.

He watches Stiles as he speaks, eyes going soft and fond without him even realizing. Stiles wants so badly for this to work out, and Derek can give him that. Maybe.

"I'm not looking for trouble, Scott. You did what you thought you had to do, and it's done. But do not use me as your tool, or your weapon, ever again. If you want something from me, you ask me." He's only ever wanted to be on the same team as Scott, and his betrayal stung Derek deeply. He's not sure why, since betrayal is something that he's intimately familiar with. He's not exactly ready to trust Scott, but he can move past this, both for Stiles' feelings and his own sanity. "I see no reason for us to be at odds here."

Actually, he does, and it's standing right between them, but he'll cross that bridge if they ever come to it.