"I know I don't," Scout says, because he does, logically, know that he doesn't need to fuss so much. It's hard to break the habit, though. Especially when he likes Flint as much as he does.

For a moment, he leans to press his forehead to the other boy's still feeling a little flushed. "I just... want you to be happy, and not worry so much. Especially about sneaking off."