"Obey your parents," Scott says wryly to Ziggy, still eyerolling internally from Dillon's hair comment. They couldn't all be tousled lone wolves.

For a lone wolf, Dillon needed people more than anyone Scott'd ever met in his life.

"I don't mean to talk down to him," Scott says to other him, mostly managing to control his exasperation. "What's his name? What's your name?" he addresses the two of them in turn, not sure about the protocol.