He was shaking his head even as she spoke, "No, no, I should have- If I had just..." but none of his fragmented sentences found an end because this, all of this, was just much for a seventeen year old boy to handle. "I was supposed to protect you...and I didn't."
Scott wasn't sure what to say for a long, silent moment, he was just at such a loss of how to wrap his head around it all. So instead, he shifted, moved behind her and pulled her with him as he lay back on the bed. With his forehead pressed to the back of her neck, he muttered quietly, "Do you think your roommate will care if I stay with you guys tonight?"