"Something like that," Derek tells her, expression softening into something warm and fond. He thinks of Laura, and closes his eyes for a moment before looking at Kate again. "You and Laura would have gotten along really well, I think."

A quiet laugh escapes him, and he bites his lip before reaching forward to grab his wallet from the table. He flips it open and pulls out a small photo of he and Laura, one of her friends in New York took of them. Laura is smiling and Derek looks kind of annoyed, but he has his arm around her waist. The picture is obviously worn, and Derek swallows hard as he holds it out to Kate. He's never shown it to anyone before, because it's sort of his most prized possession. There are so many times he's been overwhelmed with gratitude that he had his wallet on him when he was brought to Darrow. "This is her. The two of you would have ganged up on me and made my life a living hell."

But going by the emotion in his voice, it's clear that he wouldn't have minded.