[ Slowly leveling a look over at Stiles, he turns his attention towards the road again so that he doesn't get stuck staring at him and thus wind up running the Cruiser into a tree or something. Because knowing his luck-- ] Yes, that's exactly what I would tweet about.

[ Tone dry, Derek listens to the beat that Stiles drums out, somehow soothed by the sound rather than annoyed by it. Tapping sets him on edge, idle fidgeting distracting and annoying. And then he met Stiles, got used to him and his constant movement and absent chatter. Going without it, even for a day or two, makes him feel restless.

His eyebrows raise a little. ]

Are you downplaying yourself or just playing me up due to the fact that they've known me in a different setting?

[ He definitely just implied Stiles was hot. ]