I've never heard of it. [But considering he has no idea where he's been or what he's been doing, Scott can accept it. And if peoe were dying, it makes sense that Stiles would be trying to help save them. Even if there is a pang of bitterness at the idea that he hadn't called for help. Whatever this WICKED place is, sounds like a very big government type faction that no one could handle on their own. He just reminds himself that he...doesn't remember.
He rests a friendly hand on his shoulder for a moment before dropping his hand away, gesturing to the hotel behind them.] We should go back inside. Don't need to be getting sick.
[The massive emotional shift from just a short while ago is almost insane, but...Scott is.t sure how he's supposed to be angry and yelling for answers when he doesn't remember it anyway. So, he's slipped into that caretaker role he never truly seems to let go of instead because it's easier, and familiar.]