[ Derek - isn't really afforded the time to tear that open and figure out what Tate means. "Not like most people" could be harmless, or it could be heavy, but it doesn't matter how sharply or attentively Derek listens; Tate asks a question that takes all of Derek's focus, and he needs to be... he needs to be honest, but he needs to be kind. Derek doesn't take too long to answer. ]

No. I think... you're angry. Anger can be good, if it's polished. You... haven't polished your anger.

[ He's been aimlessly angry before. Quick to lash out, quick to hurt, either himself or others. He's been more refined, too - cold and calculating, using his anger as an anchor, something to bind him to what he wants and how to execute those wants. The murder of his uncle. Jackson's bite. He's been cruel.

He's somewhere in the middle, now. Has been ever since coming to Duplicity. He doesn't know if he's mellowed out since signing a contract, but having someone to protect in Stiles has made him less willing to dive headfirst into stupid decisions based solely off of wounded pride and baseless fury. Maybe that's part of why he wants Tate as pack, too. Another reason to stay focused.

He lets go of Tate's wrist. ]

Which makes you dangerous. Dangerous is also good. The world is a horrible place to people who aren't a little dangerous.

[ He just doesn't know who Tate is a danger to. Stiles. Derek. Himself. ]