Stiles: Um, Derek?
Stiles: Are you okay?
Derek: Why wouldn't I be okay?
Stiles: No reason. Except, that... that jock zombie ate you and now you're cracked and... OMG, are you crying?!
Derek: You're cracked, too, y'know! Mind yourself!
Stiles: But it doesn't hurt. In fact, it feels like a massage when those miserable creatures eat me. Besides, if my cracking keeps our house safe longer, then I don't mind being eaten till there's nothing left of me. But, Derek. It's okay to cry if it hurts you
Derek: I can't! I have to be strong for our house! I was weak once upon a time and I got my family killed! So, no. I have to be strong. I am strong!
Stiles: A drop of tear just fell down your chin, though
Derek: I know...