Scott opened the soda slowly. "Sometimes I think I should have known. He was my best friend, you know. I know him better than I know myself most of the time. So I look back and I keep thinking when he started to withdraw from us all, that something was wrong. That I should have gone out there and brought him home sooner."

He looked over at Cora a moment. "There a part of me that wonders if he didn't really want out of it. And with bad things like this still happening to him..."

Scott didn't know how to say what he was thinking. He knew Cora wouldn't hurt Stiles, but he was worried that Stiles would try and eventually sabotage himself and what he had. That the willingness to take on so much pain, to be able to just shut himself off... it had to come from somewhere and Scott didn't want this to bring it all back.