"Okay," Derek agrees, even though part of him wants to push. Thomas meets his eyes and he looks so scared that Derek lets his hand slide up to curl around the back of his neck. He starts to draw him forward to-- who knows what, hug him maybe, but then he stops and pulls his hand away, swallowing hard. Sometimes those big amber eyes of Thomas' draw him in, and make him feel things that he shouldn't, not anymore.

"I want to help if I can," he says after a moment, holding his hands down at his sides. "And I'm trusting you with my secret, so I hope you know that you could trust me with yours."