"No," he started with a shake of his head, "but I'm also not letting you work your way away from this conversation," he said, grabbing a chair and sitting down across from Stiles, leaning forward slightly on the desk.
"You're avoiding me," Scott said rather pointedly. "Or, everything, I don't know. But it has to stop, Stiles. I...I have a hard enough time trying to readjust here and I come back to have my best friend flat-out avoid me like the plague. You can't possibly think that's helping."