Yeah, I bet. [He matches that small smile, and falls in beside Stiles. When the arm settles around his shoulders, his response is immediate: his arm rises to latch onto Stiles' shoulder in return, holding tight. Whatever else there was, they still have each other. It's a small light in the dark, but Scott holds onto it. He needs to keep the dark at bay right now.
[Spam]
You gotta grab some once we get there.