Scott is wandering, trying to try to gather whatever information that he can. The whole idea of this is still so strange, no matter that he agreed to it, to being here.
There are so many people in the room, and he can hear the heartbeats of all of them, none familiar.
Except.
He frowns and follows the almost too-familiar steady beat. It can't be. She's––
The whole world seems to stop and tilt on edge when he sees her. The outline of her, her back to him, utterly unaware. Well, not entirely– Allison Argent is never as oblivious as she might look on the outside. But she doesn't know he's here. And some part of him can't believe she is. But there she is.
She's here. She's here. She here. His entire body sings with that fact, and he can't stay frozen to the spot any longer. He takes the few strides it takes to join her at the booth she's at, glancing through whatever pamphlets they may have handed her.
"...Nous protégeons," he keeps his voice low, soft and not something meant to startle, but something she would recognize, and know it was him. Because so few people knew her code, except pack.
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There are so many people in the room, and he can hear the heartbeats of all of them, none familiar.
Except.
He frowns and follows the almost too-familiar steady beat. It can't be. She's––
The whole world seems to stop and tilt on edge when he sees her. The outline of her, her back to him, utterly unaware. Well, not entirely– Allison Argent is never as oblivious as she might look on the outside. But she doesn't know he's here. And some part of him can't believe she is. But there she is.
She's here. She's here. She here.
His entire body sings with that fact, and he can't stay frozen to the spot any longer. He takes the few strides it takes to join her at the booth she's at, glancing through whatever pamphlets they may have handed her.
"...Nous protégeons," he keeps his voice low, soft and not something meant to startle, but something she would recognize, and know it was him. Because so few people knew her code, except pack.