Scott had definitely thought about only telling Mom, he wasn't going to deny it, but it seemed like a pretty shitty position to put her in. "It doesn't seem fair to force her to keep that big a secret from John," he told Stiles with a small shrug, "they operate on honesty, you know?" He gave Stiles a gentle nudge, "we'll make it fun, one way or another," he promised with a grin. "If you ask nicely I'll flash my wolf-eyes your way from time to time," he teased.
He wasn't going to push Stiles to deal with his own stuff if he didn't want to, but he left his hand where it was as they started to drive. Scott knew Stiles would talk to him if he needed to and that was enough.
"Possible with extra food," Scott answered with a laugh. He winced at Stiles' image of his Mom and grimaced, "which is going to be incredibly awkward when we Christen my old room," he said with a wink. "Honestly, we'll be lucky if it's not them sneaking off," he said with a shake of his head, "you know what newly-weds are like!"