[Feels a bit like a trap, all things considered. And Tate's not about to tempt fate but it's nice to see Derek offer up a compromise. And even go a bit past that, for his sake. Tate nods, quiet and agreeable, even though he thinks he'll stick to what he said. Nothing hard up there - coke clears his head and fuck if the hit of heroin didn't really mellow him out like nothing ever had before. But the woods? They do something similar. Derek does.
Tate scratches his cheek and looks at Derek again.]
I'll always let you know what's going on. I promise. No secrets in the treehouse?
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Tate scratches his cheek and looks at Derek again.]
I'll always let you know what's going on. I promise. No secrets in the treehouse?