"No one's perfect." It's said in jest, a twitch of his lips in a fleeting smile. "But I guess I'll have time to find out if he's right."
Opening a drawer, he takes out two sets of cutlery, finishes pouring himself a mug of black, steaming coffee, and makes quick work of getting her a cup of the tea ready, making a face at it as he does.
He looks up from where he's trying to grab everything at once to take over to the table and frowns. Does he really have an emissary? If he's to be believed, Deaton claims to have retired, presumably after the death of his mother and former alpha, and he tends to help him as an extension of Scott rather than directly, which might possibly have something to do with the fact he tied him up and accused him of being the alpha before he knew it was Peter.
"Yes, and no." Because he can't answer everything with 'it's complicated', but how does he even begin to explain the mess he's weaved himself into the middle of? "He's still in town. I've had run-ins with him. But he's not actually my emissary."
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Opening a drawer, he takes out two sets of cutlery, finishes pouring himself a mug of black, steaming coffee, and makes quick work of getting her a cup of the tea ready, making a face at it as he does.
He looks up from where he's trying to grab everything at once to take over to the table and frowns. Does he really have an emissary? If he's to be believed, Deaton claims to have retired, presumably after the death of his mother and former alpha, and he tends to help him as an extension of Scott rather than directly, which might possibly have something to do with the fact he tied him up and accused him of being the alpha before he knew it was Peter.
"Yes, and no." Because he can't answer everything with 'it's complicated', but how does he even begin to explain the mess he's weaved himself into the middle of? "He's still in town. I've had run-ins with him. But he's not actually my emissary."