Scorpius should know why his best mate was black and blue. Not that he had a lot of room to be talking about secret-keeping.. but as a Healer (to be), he felt like he ought to know how and why his friend was getting all bruised up. Albus's physical abuse and his messed up love life were on different levels of importance.
He walked in and immediately spotted Albus in the corner of the room. "All right. Who did it?" Scorpius wasted no time in asking as he plopped down in the seat across from his friend. "Honestly. Elephants. There's no sodding elephants on this island."