Scotty popped up onto his elbows too when it seemed like people were starting to move, and while he didn't want to really groan in pain, he let out an exaggerated grunt as he settled sitting up. His attention went directly to Kiley. "It was dumb, but it was supposed to make you safe! You're not supposed to be here! The fuck, you ruined my whole thing, I was saving you and shit."
Glancing over at Oliver, he arched an eyebrow, not bothering to explain what had happened. He'd leave that for Kiley. "Didn't expect you to be here. You," he looked at Marco, "I'm not surprised about." He looked at Oliver again. "You do the heroic thing too, bro, or you take a wrong turn and get surprised?"
Marco wasn't really paying attention to the talking. He knew that he was leaning up against someone, but when Oliver reached out and touched him he still flinched. "Don't touch me," he murmured in response, with no maliciousness behind it. Everything was a lot, and while he could often find comfort from Oliver checking in on him, he wasn't at that point yet. It was overwhelming and painful and he didn't try to move past his little flinch.