Yes. Granted, it had been slow learning on Derek's part, come to a head when he'd seen Stiles get rent by the monster of the week, and he'd freely admit later that it hadn't been selfless motives for taking Stiles from the scene of the attack to stitch him up while waiting for someone more capable. He wanted to touch Stiles himself, make sure he was still alive, keep an ear on his heart, hold him while he recovered.

"Right," he agreed, not moving.