"Well, I do have the appetite of a wolf," Derek says with a smirk, pulling his waffle over and spreading butter across it before covering it in syrup. "Whatever you don't eat, I'll gladly finish."

He winks at Thomas and then cuts off a piece of waffle, popping it happily into his mouth and licking syrup from the corner of his lips. A pleased noise escapes him and he washes the bite down with coffee, feeling utterly content. "Come on, try a bite."

Derek takes great joy in showing Thomas new things, and he doesn't exactly question why. He's just grateful that he gets the opportunity.