"Mmm," Scout hums in agreement - it's hard not to feel tired often, with everything going on. "In your defense, though, you did just spend nearly six hours runnin' around. I'd be a tad worried if you weren't tired." It was a long one - Flint must really be exhausted.

Even knowing this, though, he doesn't yet start to stand. It's hard to think about moving, with how comfortable the moment is... but he should be responsible. Try to do what's best for Flint. After a pause he reaches for the other boy's hand, the first step in trying to pull him towards his room. "I'll make sure you're all settled in before I go."