"A nap doesn't sound like a terrible idea," Derek says with a nod. He doesn't have the truck until the evening, and he can see himself lounging in the grass in wolf form after this, dozing in the shade. His expression softens, going a little concerned, and he takes a sip of his coffee before looking at him again. "You won't go hungry here, Thomas."

Even if food weren't readily available, Derek would make sure that he had it. He knocks his shoe against Thomas' under the table, calling back the meal they shared at the movie, and settles back in the booth with his hands wrapped around his coffee.

It doesn't take long for their food to arrive, and Derek looks greedily at the plates as the waitress sets them down, and he picks up his fork as he looks at Thomas with a small smile. "Dig in."