Derek stares at Bitty, unsure of what to even think, let alone do, but he can't help but to flinch a little when Bitty begs him not to leave him. Bitty supposedly knows so much about him, but still thinks that Derek might just leave him to fend for himself? That stings most of all, he thinks.

Neil's sharp tone makes Derek blink, and he thinks he understands the bitter sting of anger coming from him. He's protective of Derek, sure, but he also knows how this feels.

"I'm not going to leave you," Derek says, sounding irritated and hurt all at once. He nods at Neil's suggestion and then scrubs his hands over his face as he looks around. "This place looks like Darrow, and it the layout's the same, Dimera is closest. Come on."

He starts stomping his way across the park, boots flattening the dead, useless earth that used to hold lush green grass. He has no idea what's going on and he just had his world rocked on its axis, but the sad thing is that he's sort of used to that particular sensation. His mouth flattens into a thin line and he furrows his brow, cocking his head and pausing whenever he hears a noise, holding his hand out to stop Neil and Bitty before he deigns it safe and gestures forward again.

It takes them awhile, but they get to Dimera without incident. He clears his throat and then opens the lobby door, shoulders drawing up as he hears that slick, slithering noise again. "Get inside. Now."