Barry tenses in unspoken disgust. Most times he prefers to get both sides to a story, but Derek says they were peaceful, and on instinct he believes him. Werewolves hadn't been the monsters in this story.

He bumps Derek's shoulder with his own, glad to be able to offer him even a little comfort. "It still sounds like you're not in control," he ventures. "I don't mean the moon is controlling you, but, if it makes you want to have sex...Maybe I don't know what I'm talking about but it seems like it's still not completely your choice."