Stan huffed a little and shook his head as he breathed out, it had been a stupid question considering. He knew better of course, Stan doubted any of them were really sleeping well. It would be a while yet before that was true. He lifted his shoulders a little bit in answer, she'd understand.
"Oh come on." He said shaking his head, flushed a bit as she pushed at his hair clearing it out of his eyes, not that it helped him see any clearer as he felt the start of tears in his eyes as she looked at him.
"Of course, yeah, yeah come in." He agreed, giving her space to come in, "I wasn't sure if you'd .... if you'd want to talk." He admitted but she was here he wasn't about to second guess her. Allowing her in Stan felt the start of that same sort of anxiety that had filled him when he'd met Richie again for the first time. "But I mean - I mean of course, I wanted to talk with you. After - I just -" He exhaled hating that even after he'd had a similar talk like this with both Richie and Eddie he still didn't know how to navigate it any better than he had before.