[Navigating between the doors was a new thing for Scott. He wasn't the best with directions to start with, but he had too many things to do to worry about that. So he followed Bobby's instructions to get to New York, a poorer neighborhood where they were still cleaning up everything from the last disaster. Scott wasn't the paranoid sort, although he should be by now; he tended to lead by his heart, and that meant flinging himself into situations without thinking too much. Sure he had his good plans, when it was necessary, but his emotions were all over the place these days. That was easy to happen when his best friend was possessed by something evil, Allison was apparently dead in the future, and no one seemed to be able to help them.
On the outside, Scott looked like a completely average teenager, and in a lot of ways, he was. Or at least he always said that he was. Most of the wolf part was under the surface, even if his senses were still there. Dark eyes looked around and then he hesitantly stuck his head into the building, following soon afterward.] Ummm, hi? Bobby?