"She's...asleep," he answered honestly, mumbling softly as he rubbed the back of his neck. He dropped down onto the couch. "So, you can't sleep either?"
Scott wasn't sure what to do right now. Allison had so many things she worried about, and none of it was even related to herself. That was why Scott had stuck so close to her, why he was making sure someone was watching out for her. Because he knew she wouldn't be the one to do it.