Scott takes the other end of the measuring tape, holding it in place. He leans his head forward, slightly, before keeping his voice lowered.

"I know I can't control how Stiles' feels." He can just sense it. "But, I didn't know. How bad everything got for him. How scared he was." He should've. Besides his super nose, he'd been so preoccupied with Gerard threatening his mother and trying to save someone. He missed his best friend's cries for help.

Which, fell on Ms. Morrell's ears.