[ Well, if he's being tested, he's probably failed. The act of asking if he's mad is kind of what makes Derek mad, and even though he doesn't say as much, he still frowns, clearly annoyed by the question. Tate asks what he wants and though there's still no bite in Derek's words, he's impatient. Frustrated, maybe. ]

Honesty. That's the only thing I've ever wanted from you.

[ Derek steps forward, pressing his fingertips against the door. He doesn't open it completely, but he does add the slightest amount of pressure to make it creak inward and widen the gap. ]

Tell me how you're feeling. I can't tell if you're trying to get fucked or trying to pick a fight.