He likes to think he's hilarious. Personally, I think he's hilarious with a face full of snow.

[ Derek, you really ought not sound so amused by that. But it does help ease the secondary portion of the conversation, if only because he's balancing out talking about his family with Stiles' snow-induced misery. ]

It... had all of its good and bad points. But we were family. We were pack.

[ Nevermind the sense that all of his cousins, both younger and older, were like siblings, too. It didn't matter who had this parent or that parent. To Derek, they'd all felt like brothers and sisters. ]