Beth laughs softly, pressing a kiss to his arm. She teases him because she's confident that he knows she loves him, both his wolf form and his human form. He's always still Derek and hers.

"We could use a good day," she says, winding her arms around his shoulders. She takes a deep breath, relaxing against him, knowing that Derek won't let her fall. Before she knew about the wolf, she'd feel bad about this; she'd worry about him getting tired or expending too much energy or that he wouldn't be able to run when they needed to. Now she knows none of that's a concern. She doesn't always take him up on his offer of a piggy back ride, but often enough. "Hey, in case you don't remember, I love you," she whispers to him. Beth has lost far too many people (they all have) not to tell those she loves that she loves them every day.

Some of those abandoned camps have been incredibly welcome and needed. She wouldn't say they'd exactly saved their lives, but they'd certainly helped a time or two. If they can provide the same help to someone else, Beth is all for it.

Beth has kind of drifted off a little. She stirs when Derek stops, back straightening up. She doesn't wake up though, just sort of mumbles 'everything okay'. She knows Derek will wake her up if necessary.