The scent of another wolf has Derek suddenly looking up, a little surprised. It comes out of nowhere and it's certainly unexpected in the little tent where they're putting together baby boxes, but as he looks around and spots the wolf, Derek also spots her owner and smiles a little. Sansa had seemed like a nice girl and Derek had dropped the ball; they'd gotten along pretty well when they'd met up for brunch and he'd failed to follow up. Maybe it isn't too late to make a friend out of this, especially if she's comfortable enough with wolves to actually have one.

He smiles a little to himself, his eyes shifting from the woman to the wolf and he holds a hand out with his palm up to invite the other wolf to investigate without having to be sneaky or invasive. Derek welcomes it, so when Sansa starts to apologize, Derek shakes his head.

"No, she's okay. She just smells the wolf on me, probably. She's fine. She's really beautiful, what's her name?" he asks, gesturing with his other hand for Sansa to feel free to sit with him if she is so inclined. "You know Baby?" he follows up. They have plans to sit and do nothing in silence together at some point, since they both have agreed that silence is wholly underrated. Derek is actually looking forward to that. Maybe he'll get to know the adult Baby a little bit while he's at it, if he's lucky. God knows he could use some friends who aren't Kara or from Beacon Hills, so he's trying to expand his social circle a little. Nate is a good start, but Baby had seemed a little bit more Derek's speed. It interests him to know that Sansa is friends with Baby, too.