[ Grabs the werewolf's hand and tugs towards the bed. Because she is a tired, sleepy mercenary, it is very cold outside and Derek is nice, warm and cuddly and it's bedtime. ] 

"Never thought i'd be summoned by you."

Those words catch Scott by surprise and he glances up, eyes wide, clearly at a loss for words. "I--" But what can Scott say to that? The answer: nothing at all, so instead of even trying, he crosses the room and pulls Derek-- his brother-- into a hug. 

      "You'd look good wearing nothing but a bow around your crotch. Just saying."

“Actually I was gonna ask if you maybe trained people… I mean you’re the only guy in this place I’ve seen that know’s how to use the equipment and I need to loose a few pounds so just wondered if you could help”

Brett had yet to talk to Derek Hale face to face. He didn't remember that brief meeting on the Halloween seven years ago, and he hadn't even imagined meeting the Hales again. He thought they were all dead, somehow. He wanted to ask about Talia, that name Satomi always held dear to herself. He wanted to know more about what happened with the Hales, but Brett felt like it was not his place to ask.

Text : Hey. Uh, I know it’s late but.. guess I just wanted to check if you were okay.

"I didn't expect to see you here."