She settles back in against Scott with a small shake of her head, though there's a fond smile that turns up the corners of her mouth. She's watching the movie, but her eyes are half-lidded, her head practically a dead weight against Scott's shoulder. She's not going to fall asleep, okay? It's just really tempting to maybe doze a little, but she's convinced that will be the moment when Stiles looks over and will catch her drifting off.

Just the same, the hand on Isaac's arm drifts down a little, gravity tugging it to rest closer to his wrist, her arm shifting over Scott's abdomen in the process.