[ Derek doesn't hide the fact that he's curious about what Kavinsky was about to say - me and Adam - watching him expectantly like he thinks there's still a chance he'll finish the thought. When it doesn't come, Derek exhales softly, letting it go. Still wants to know, though. ]

Why not? Connections to home are hard to come by here. Maybe fixing whatever happened between all of you could be what you need to feel like this second chance is worth it.

[ Or something. What the fuck would he know. Derek's confidence falters a little, and he laughs, humorless and sharp. Fucking hell, nevermind. ]

Then again, I'm a hypocrite, so - you probably shouldn't listen to me. I wouldn't be interested in reuniting with most people from Beacon Hills, either.