Yeah, well, you know my life: I end up paying for everything. [He says it with a bleak, matter of fact way that speaks to his dark outlook on life.

He pays for the fact his family hates werewolves. He pays for the fact that Mom didn't get the daughter she wanted. He even seems to pay for the family he's found in the pack by having to watch Stiles slowly stolen from them...

Shaking his head, he forces the darker thoughts aside with a warmer smile as he gave Stiles his attention again.]

Y'know, except with you guys...anyway. Get your ass over here, Batman. When I'm dressed, maybe we can hit the dining hall and grab some food or something?