"Yeah, by doing exactly that." He smirks and reaches over for his shirt, shaking the grass off and pulling i on over his head. He bites his lip and digs a claw into the dirt, looking down rather than over at Stiles. "I know I'm not good with the whole - " He waves his free hand around - " expressing myself thing. But uh, you do help me. You make me feel like a real person again."