Cool air whooshed around Thomas after Derek had pushed away from him and floated away from him. He shivered and swallowed, wondering if that chill was a product of a breeze or just the sudden loss of Derek's body heat.

For a few moments, Thomas is quiet. He's not sure just how enhanced Derek's abilities are so he's not sure if Derek's going to be able to sense Thomas watching him. With the way he's floating, Thomas can see the well defined muscles stretching from stomach up his torso and extending down his arms. There's power there, Thomas knew, but a hidden gentleness as well. He'd experienced it that first night he'd fallen asleep against Derek and when he'd knocked his boots against Derek's at the movie.

He was staring and he knew it. Thomas pulled his eyes away and started speaking just in case he was about to get caught out on all the watching he'd just been doing. "I don't either. Sometimes, I can get some memories back if I'm lucky. I can dream things that really happened. It doesn't happen often though. I've gotten maybe one or two things but that's really why I sleep. In the hopes that I'll get something back."