"I'm not sure 'on your plate' is the right way to look at this. And the best way for me to not get on your way is by knowing what, exactly, your way is. Furthermore, while I respect your seniority and understand you have a better handle on the situation than I do, it strikes me as... deeply unwise to try to take on a family of hunters and an evil alpha all on your lonesome."

"We don't know what the alpha wants, and I've faced this family before."

"My point stands. I don't think there's a good reason for you to take on the world on your own, that's how the hero gets in trouble in Act 2."

"Do you think you can help me with him? Scott. He needs training."

"Yeah, probably. I might ask you for some pointers I don't know about but—I'm a turned wolf myself and I managed alright. Ish. So I think I could help, yeah."

Nod.

"I should leave before your mom comes back, I'd rather not be here when she does."

"Okay, if you'd rather. How—do I contact you?"

"Leave a signal in the woods. Some kind of flower, maybe."

What, no phone?

"Um, okay." He names a flower not found normally in these woods but that he can get his hands on.

"I'll see you around. Be careful, try not to die."

He runs, and jumps onto a nearby roof.

...of course he does.

Ade goes out to Stiles' jeep.

"...ridiculous, because why would anyone think you can just ignore the Maya contribution to math just because of a little human sacrifice!"

Instead of responding, he nudges Stiles.

"Oh! How'd it go in there?"

His eyes scan Ade's extremities.

Still attached, good.

"Have I mentioned you're adorable?" Ade wonders aloud. "It went well. He's a very sad person, I spent half that conversation wanting to hug him. But he's alright."

"Don't hug Derek Hale. I mean, he's probably not a serial killer who set fire to his own house. But that seems kind of risky to stake your life on."

"I don't think he was lying... Anyway, I am apparently now tasked with helping to train you," he tells Scott.

"Thanks? Do you think you can do that?"

"Yeah, I managed alright on my own, should be able to do you. D'you guys wanna come in, or go somewhere else, or not see my face for the rest of the day?"

"I kind of want to go home and play video games. Sorry."

"If you think you have any advice for me, I should probably take it now, before I have to go back to school."

"Main thing is, apparently, an anchor. You need to pick something, a very strong emotion, and use it to ground you. It won't help as much during full moons, but it does help in general. Derek's is, um, anger, at the person who burned his house down. Mine is—I guess you could call it horror at the idea of letting that get the best of me, and make me hurt other people. But it's grounded on, uh. Something that happened."

"Something that makes me want to stay human?"

"I guess? It should probably be something really permanent, too, something you won't change your mind about. It's—probably very personal, anyway."

"Okay. Should I stay here?"