Isaac + Scott
"What kind of chains are you using?" Scott was so earnest as he says it, he didn't even realize that wasn't a normal question until it's out of his mouth and hanging between them. He does have the decency to shift from foot to foot and observe a slightly awkward pause, though. "...I mean, we found some good ones at - is it weird to give recommendations?"
"Yeah," Scott agreed, eyes wide and somewhat relieved. "Yeah, right? And like - you and I know each other, but it feels weird to feel like this about you when we're not - you know. You know?" He's not making much sense but then again, werewolves. Isaac could be pack, Scott can feel it. They could go get funnel cake and play ring toss, be pack - it shouldn't feel this easy, like he could just fall into it if he let himself, hell, he even kind of wants to. But he doesn't know Isaac, they barely talked Before.