Derek hadn't been expecting the explanation, but when it comes, he finds that he appreciates it. He doesn't look at her when she talks - this conversation is already veering too close to prying for his tastes, even if she's volunteering the information relatively freely - but he does listen carefully to what she has to say.

It's not what he expected, either. The idea of witches being so splintered seems wrong to him. He thinks of when it had just been Laura and himself, and a shudder winds its way down his spine. It's not fair has to be the stupidest response there is, but the words stick in his mind.

"That just sounds like it'd make things more dangerous." He sighs. Maybe that doesn't make sense. "A werewolf without a pack is weaker. But it also doesn't have the guidance. The control."