[ For all the doubt and the suspicion that's been permeating this relationship lately, Derek takes it surprisingly hard when Tate sighs like that. Maybe it's just because this is something he's specifically trying to do for him, but it kind of - sucks, knowing that he might've fucked up. Derek scratches the back of his neck and just shakes his head when he's asked a question. ]
No. That, uh - that was my dinner, actually.
[ All he really had left, and he's giving it to Tate. Derek shrugs. ]
I'm fine, though. More worried about you than I am about me.
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No. That, uh - that was my dinner, actually.
[ All he really had left, and he's giving it to Tate. Derek shrugs. ]
I'm fine, though. More worried about you than I am about me.