I don't know if you've noticed, [with his hand on the door handle and the other on the roof, bracing against it. ] But people don't leave Beacon Hills. Besides, it's -- [He's back again, then, to the predicament of the current situation. The precariousness of it all. He grinds his teeth for a moment and then pulls the car open. ]

It's hard to say. What anyone might do. The fountain of youth might be one hard pill to swallow too far. [How much of the kept information might become dangerous later, he wonders. How much might be too much before they fully understand the cause and reason for Peter's current. Situation. He thinks Derek might be blunt about it. ] Come on, get in. I'll fill you in on the last year. [Or, rather:] Or at least why so many hunters came at you last night. We might need a drink.