[ Ha, ha. Stiles holds onto being annoyed for a few seconds longer before breaking a little, smiling despite himself. That childish urge to dig his heels in and hold out on Logan doesn't really last, now that the guy's fussing over how much he's eaten and generally acting worried about whether or not he's okay. Stiles gives the answer he always gives - ]

I'm fine.

[ - and lets his guilt eat away at him enough to make him talk. He scratches his fingers through his hair and shrugs with one shoulder, throwing the last of the cigars on the table for Logan to just snatch up for himself if he wants to. ]

Someone named Amara was going to show me some safe places to stay. There's another guy here I know from home, too, so.

[ He's absolutely not going to go with Amara and he spends more time worrying about Derek than letting him take care of him, so no real gain here, but Logan doesn't have to know that. ]