"Oh," Derek says quietly, frowning at Thomas' words. His world sounds like such a terrible place, and Derek can't help to be selfishly glad that Thomas is here. At least here, Thomas can enjoy the sunshine.

"Then I suppose you don't need me to show you," Derek replies, feeling a little stupid about it. He picks up speed and rounds the bend, skidding to a halt when he sees a doe and a fawn in their path. They freeze and stare at him for a long moment, as deers are wont to do, before they finally tear off into the brush.