Stiles can't help but smirk a little at the comment. He knows exactly how much Peter hates waiting, which is something he sometimes exploits.

Not tonight, though. Stiles is just as anxious to see the mermaids as Peter is.

"I haven't been able to feel anything yet," he says, frowning a little. "Maybe if we go further up the coast."

So, they take off in that direction. Stiles has been keeping time on his phone, checking it every now and then, sticking close to Peter to keep warm.

After a good quarter mile or so, Stiles stops and tilts his head. "Do you hear that?" He asks, but doesn't give Peter much time to answer before he's walking off again, heading toward a cluster of rocks.