[He inhales deeply and is still avoiding Scott's eyes. There's no sense in trying to run from it now. They were going to have this discussion sooner rather than later considering everything involving the knot. Scott's body would try to... Derek knew he had to warn him about it, but now seemed like the worst time of all.

Everything feels so distant, even Scott as he continues to hold onto Derek (a surprise, that), he doesn't seem as close as he really is. Derek's mind, that keeps trying to escape and run, has reeled the older wolf out of reality and into the safe haven of his own self pity and despair. It's all over, he can't help thinking. It's all over and it's all his fault.]

It's a werewolf thing. Males can become pregnant, too. And because we've-- we're bonded now, mates. Your body's going to try and produce a baby. [There's a thoughtful pause and Derek almost wants to make a joke out of what's to come next, lighten the mood, and quickly thinks better of it. Now looking at Scott.] Unless you take birth control. Regularly...

[His hands hesitate at the beta's side, unsure if he should touch him or if he's even allowed to touch him now.] I should have said something sooner, I know-- I'm sorry.