[He nods and starts to respond to Bucky's first question when he asks the next one. He feels kind of sheepish now, actually. He sets his fork down and picks up his glass of juice.]

He's not a bad guy or anything. I mean, not really. Other than that time he tried to kill Lydia. But he was acting on his alpha's orders, and Derek was being really dumb and stubborn and not listening to reason when we tried to tell him that Lydia wasn't the kanima -- which is a giant homicidal lizard that we had to deal with, by the way -- and he's helped out a lot since then.

[He pauses, shifting in his seat. But. But. But Isaac and Scott are friends. Good friends. And as much as he's vowed to himself that he'll try to make amends with Isaac, too, despite the fact he should because Isaac is part of Scott's pack, is -- whatever he is with Allison, and he's there to help fix part of Stiles' mess -- despite all of that, he's already on edge from the beta's presence on the ship. They aren't friends. They've never been friends. They grate on each other's nerves -- intentionally on both their parts -- and don't get him started on the scarves the guy wears in sixty degree weather. He's tense. He shrugs when he looks at Bucky again, knowing how very petty all of it is, how over it he should be.]