[Tate might've felt like there was an awkwardness to the silence before the doors opened, but he's not as tuned in to the cues as he would be on a sober night. He doesn't quite startle but he looks sharply to the doors when they ding, looking to Derek before following him out. It's now that he starts to work his arms through the sleeves to wear the jacket properly, though it takes most of his attention for the following few minutes.

And when he manages that? Well, shit. The Up has a glamour to it that he gets stunned by every time. This beautiful green oasis that's better than the dirt heap he lives in, but never somewhere he's sought to stay. He doesn't belong here, doesn't want to be here. Even if the few people he knows and likes all tend to live here now. He's only slightly jealous.]

You... There's a book store here. Stiles told me about it.

[Stiles: The Forbidden Topic doesn't get focused on, instead Tate's more interested in the scenery and catching up to Derek in stride. His own are still somewhat unbalanced, slow and uncoordinated. But he's still got an electricity in him from when he laughed, a spark of light that infuses his attitude. Thankfully, it doesn't change when talking about Stiles.]

I want to go there but I can't buy anything. Even if I had the money, they don't... subs don't get shit.

[Hm.]

If I find the money - could you maybe... ?