It was suspicious of her, wasn't it? Sneaking off and hiding in the old bedrooms. Had Scout been there or not, it was odd. Maybe she should have stayed out there with the others. Helped with the dishes (unlikely, since she rarely washed her own unless she had to...), watched the football game, something like that? Of course, it was too late now.
Megan wrinkled her nose, "It's alright. Better than it would have been back home. It's sort of tense around here." There was nothing inherently untoward about him sitting closer. She didn't question it. But really, she didn't exactly mind either.