Derek watches Bitty's cheeks go red, and his scent turn a bit sour with nerves, and he smiles a little. He had thought, back in that place, that something that happened. It felt like something was shifting when Bitty had his hands on him, and when he was kissing his face, but now Derek knows that it was just Bitty being the good person he is. Derek needed comfort, and Bitty provided it. Nothing more. Derek had just been imagining things, grasping at something that wasn't even there.

He's used to that.

"Well, I can't really give you any advice," he tells Bitty with a wry smile. "I've never been on a date either. But just be you. I know everyone says that, but in your case I think it's actually pretty good advice."