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[Isaac shrugs offhandedly.]

I guess it wasn't expected? Come on, even you couldn't have guessed this one.

That depends utterly on which part you're talking about? [Peter considers a moment, then shrugs, as well.] No, actually...I'm pretty sure I could have predicted the one I didn't already know about.

Wait you knew about any of this? [He contemplates asking why Peter hadn't filled anyone in but eh, it was Peter.]

I was talking about Miss Blake...

I knew about Lydia. [Obviously. As to why he hadn't told, well. No one had asked.]

I could have guessed about Miss Blake. Derek has abysmal taste in women. His last girlfriend did a pretty good job of slaughtering most of the family. Why should the new one be any better?

Oh, well that's better than you not telling us about the Darach I guess. [Can't help but still not trust you though.]

He has a pretty bad taste in women... [He sighs, he had to feel bad for Derek on that front.]

[He's well aware he's not trusted, but he doesn't seem overly concerned with it, at the moment. Granted, Peter rarely seems over-concerned about much.]

Masterful move on her part, though, to risk being hurt by the Alpha pack just to keep her cover. I have to commend her on that. Whatever she's up to...she wants it badly.

I thought she just wanted to kill people? Or sacrifice, whatever. [Isaac didn't really see the bigger picture, just that people were dying.]

Most people who aren't complete psychopaths usually kill with some purpose in mind. [He would know.] And sacrifice...is always for something else.

Isn't it to please whatever deity Lydia said she was talking about, not that it'll do anything for her, I hope. Wait, are deities real?

[Sudden worry that there will be a Deity coming to town.]

Yes, well, one usually wants to please a deity because one wants something from it.

[Peter arches an eyebrow and sighs, long suffering.]

You're a werewolf. There's an evil druidess running around. There are two other arguably "good" druids running around, for an interesting definition of the word good. We've also got a werewolf who can call down thunder and, oh, well. A teenage banshee.

...And you are surprised there might be a God?

[God Peter way to be a dick to Isaac, poor puppy just didn't like the idea of a god coming in and fucking everyone up, excuse him while he gets a face of 'aw shit Peter's berating me again so I'm gonna look momentarily cowed'.]

Uh... I mean everything else seems pretty normal in comparison, they were all human once. Gods though, it just sounds more, out there.

[He can't help it. Sarcasm is his default and defense mode, especially when worried, though his sigh is a little bit less long-suffering when he notices the cowed look. Stiles just snarks back at him and Scott glares and Derek glowers. Any guilt is momentary and barely visible, but. He likes Isaac. Probably for the kicked puppy thing, but. No one ever claimed he was fully sane.]

Gods might have been human once. I don't know. I assume all the supernatural power out there has to come from somewhere, but since I didn't wind up in a fiery pit upon my death, I'm betting the Christian mythos, at least, is crap. [And look at him, he gets through 'fiery pit' without even an internal panic attack. Defense modes are good.]

I always wanted to ask that just never thought I'd get an answer... about the whole dying thing.

[Isaac was pretty interested in what happened to Werewolves when they die considering they all obviously don't get a round-ticket like Peter did. He perks up considerably because it didn't sound quite so much like Peter was lecturing him anymore.]

[He arches an eyebrow.]

People always say that, but no one ever even tries. [He shrugs slightly.] Admittedly, my experience wasn't really typical, I suspect.

It'd be kinda rude to just come out with "Hey Peter, how was it after Derek killed you?" [Probably the wrong words, he instantly looks torn between running away and apologizing.]

Sorry...

[Peter just looks amused.] Well, I meant about asking me anything, but that probably would trip on most of their tongues, especially as they were part of it.

[Isaac is pretty thankful he was not involved in the ordeal, he wouldn't want peter to have multiple reasons to dislike him.]

I guess that could make things pretty awkward between some of you...

[Peter smiles a little and shrugs.] I won't try and convince you I'm not someone who holds a grudge, but they came at me openly, and I had a chance to stop it, and I lost. Little bit silly to hold a grudge over that.

[Though maybe he does, anyway. His smile says he doesn't, but his smile generally says a lot of things and nothing at all]

Okay...

[Still totally doesn't trust you but hey.]

So, again just curious, what have you been doing lately? [While everyone else was running around like headless chickens, he means.]

[There's a flicker of a smile, almost approving.]

Watching. "Know thy enemy."

[Isaac totally saw that but won't comment on it.]

Well if it was just knowing your enemy that was gonna help I'm pretty sure Derek knows her better than any of us...

[Yup he went there, Derek has a cursed dick.]

[And that gets both a chuckle and an approving look.]

It helps to know who the enemy is before doing the knowing. Otherwise, one tends to get distracted and miss things.

Distracted? I guess you could say that... [Not that he blamed Derek exactly it was just strange that once again he'd been shacking up with someone trying to kill just about everyone else.]

So what're we going to do?

Understatement, I know.

[He looks a bit surprised to be asked, but considers.] I would say the Alpha pack remains the more direct threat to more of us, but I have a feeling getting the good sheriff back is going to take precedence.

[He nods in agreement.] Even if its just for Stiles, we need to get his dad back. [He's surprised that he doesn't even sound bitter saying it.]