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[The video clicks on, and Scott looks better than he has in a month. There's no perpetual droop to his shoulders, no hooded eyes, no cloud of doubt hanging on him. And what's more, he's not in his room, where he kind of ended up barricading himself at the end there. He is, in fact, in the Enclosure, standing on a lacrosse field. And he's smiling. It's small, a little apologetic, but very present.]

So last month....uh, it sucked. A lot. And I just want to say, to everyone I talked to or should have talked to, that I'm sorry. [His smile turns in a way that says he knows it wasn't strictly his fault, and he's not going to beat himself up over it, but he does wish he'd been able to beat it sooner.]

But I think we should all try to get past that, like, as quickly as possible, and I know there are some new people on board, so...Does anyone want to play lacrosse? We've still got a bunch of room on both teams. It's great for things like, working out aggression and...figuring out tactics? [Scott, never become a salesman.]

Plus, it's a ton of fun.

[He has resolved to be better and more available and throw some unrelenting optimism at everyone, look out Barge!!]

[Private to Clementine]

Hey. Um - I just, I want to apologize. For being so totally and completely useless. It's not gonna happen again.

[Because he's going to be better. He'll be stronger. Because he can't let anyone down again, and most importantly, he can't let anything happen to her.]

Wanna get something to eat?

[Private to Dean]

Hey, uh, I dunno if you don't want to hear it, but....thanks. I couldn't...I wasn't thinking straight. But I'm really glad you were there for her.

[Good job being a friend, Dean, now let Scott ooze gratitude.]

[Private to Cassel]

I've been thinking.

[He's been thinking about this on and off for a while, ever since Cassel and Chris got back from dinner at his mom's house. A lot of it is guilt: Mickey warned him, but Scott didn't go with. He let their heads get messed with.

But the part that bothers him most is that it was Cassel's mom. That she could be that twisted up, that she could do that to her own son. He knows how strongly Daneca felt about working, how she struggled with it, and the idea of someone - an adult, someone who should be completely trustworthy - not caring about it even half as much, has not sat well with him.

So he's been thinking about this a lot, because he wants to do something. Because he has to. Because Cassel is his friend, one of his best, and if he can do anything to make sure this won't ever happen again, then he has to do it.

Not to mention the other thing. Scott shrugs his shoulders.] ...About taking a trip back to your home.

[Private to Katniss]

I'm sorry if I freaked you out. I wasn't really thinking straight, when we met. Actually, I've been meaning to say hi for a while, I just....[He shrugs one shoulder apologetically.] Got distracted, I guess. I'm sorry.

[Private to pack + friends]

I'm going to be leaving the Barge for a bit. Just a day, two tops. I'll be back before you know it, but don't freak out if you can't find me for extra lacrosse practice or something.

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Are you going home?

[She's been so worried about him - about all of them, but if she's being honest with herself, especially Scott.

It's always going to be especially Scott.

So she's glad to see that he seems alert and vibrant and back to his usual self.]

Where are you going? If it's home, can you bring me back some pocky? I'll be your best friend ever for ten whole minutes.

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I don't.

[He doesn't sound angry. A little tired, maybe, as he always does; just barely not quite sober, as he almost always is. Mostly resigned and firm.

He doesn't want to hear excuses or listen to Scott talk about something that shouldn't be there.]

I wasn't myself, either.

[She's not embarrassed about it, exactly. She's used to things not being under her control at this point. Even if she hates being someone else's puppet.]

[The fact that he's talking about lacrosse seems like a good sign. But him talking about leaving worries her. She's been more paranoid than usual lately, though. Since Stiles--]

Where're you going?

Are you going home?

[He looks a little uncertain, maybe even nervous. None of their deals have happened yet, and the idea of going home to a world where Allison is still gone -- it makes his stomach twist.]

It was no different than how you usually are.

[Take that however you like. :|!!]

Do I have a choice?

[He doesn't know what he was expecting. Not this, absolutely not this, not so soon after Wichita vanishing. For a second he thinks about not answering, just giving Scott space to stop losing his mind.]

What the hell are you talking about? [It comes out scared because he is scared, scared witless, and he doesn't want to be this person but he can't help feeling small and pathetic in the face of everything that home means to him now.]

We're gonna hold six extra practices while you're gone, just to show you. [Yep, utterly teasing.]

Where are you going? Or is that private?

[Also? No need to apologize over the rest. He understands.]

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