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Uh, right, you've reached Scott. I can't pick up right now but you can go ahead and leave a message. Talk to you later.

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Good things! [ His own sort of dismissal. C'mon Allison, you can probably figure out all the things he's told her.

He's happy his suggestion went over well enough - despite his not-so-suave demeanor, awkward presentation. There's a grin against her, hands coming up to hold her head again, using it as some leverage to pull himself off of her. Which is difficult for reasons - mainly because he's tired and she's comfortable, but also because this is Allison, and he's always craving to be closer to the comfort of her arms. Even when they were together and she'd fall asleep on him, it was difficult to pull away. Difficult to leave her.

But he does - somewhat, at least. He shifts an arm to lay over her shoulders, leaning on her more than he'd like, but he needs the extra help. He needs help, which isn't something Scott frequents to admit, but. ]

Help me out a little bit?

[ He thinks it might help her out, too. Just a bit. To know that, at least right now, Scott needs her and he's willing to admit it. ]

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They better have been.

[ but it's true, she has a pretty good idea about what he probably told river and it only kind of makes her blush. and smile. and feel all around kind of mushy. which is saying something when they're all basically in a war zone, but that's just scott.

allison waits for scott to move first before she follows, not sure if any of her own sudden movements would end up hurting him even more. and while she might have been totally alright with just standing there for a bit longer, it was her suggestion to get moving. it's not until he has his arm over her shoulder that she turns, carefully getting her arm around his waist and letting him lean against her side. ]

Yeah, here- [ there's just the slightest bit more movement on her part before she's comfortable enough to start moving, definitely feeling better that scott's at least letting her help. she waits for him to get settled, and then starts walking off towards where their rooms are. ] Stiles and Lydia are in our room. [ that didn't take long, the 'my' changing to 'our'. and as awful as this place might be...at least lydia's somewhere she can watch. ] Do you...?

[ she'll give him the option of going to the same room as them - where he could possibly end up dealing with more fussing and more questions - or his own. she's locked down both enough that she'd be fine with either. ]