You - you thought I was going to choose death? Over cake. Like being a vampire was worse than actual death.

( And now he addresses everyone. )

Did I ever need to be something, no. Did I want Peter Hale to bite me. Please no. Knowing my luck, I'd have been some rabies werewolf creep. But, this happened. It's done. Now, I'm fast. And more alive than I've ever felt even on 48 hours of no sleep. Do I -- need sleep?