His chest tightened and he looked down for a moment as guilt washed over him. He hadn't been trying to make things worse for Scott, that was for sure.
Everything and everyone was a lot more accurate than just Scott, really. He went to school and did his homework, but he didn't talk to people. Not that he'd ever been a big social person, but he'd been a lot more social when he'd first arrived in Lawrence seven months ago. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. "Okay? I'm sorry."