( scott laughs--tiny and small--and when he passes by matt he brushes his fingertips over his elbow, gives a little tap in the direction that he's going to walk. he knows matt can hear him, generally, but it doesn't change how noisy this place is. how many people there are.

that, and he sort of looks for any excuse he can to give matt little touches. it's just a nice thing to do. )

Something about the constant affection? How you lean into my hand when I-- ( oh. scott's voice drops in volume, sheepish. ) --you know, play with your... hair...

( going up the stairs, he flushes a bit. ) Or however you can say that without sounding totally embarrassing.

You're also very, very mouthy.