Biting his lip to keep from laughing, Scout shifts the smallest amount, watching Flint as he wakes up. It takes him a moment to think of what to say since he still feels a little mentally fuzzy himself. Had he even been talking when Flint fell asleep?

"We should get you to bed." His voice is still quiet, an attempt at not bringing either of them into a truly awakened state. "I think you're a little tired, maybe."