"Sure, I guess," says Johnny with a shrug. He hesitates awkwardly, then walks to the kitchen. "Let me make you some coffee."

He still feels shitty - both for what he inadvertantly did to Seth and because of the emotional and physical toll it took on him. He doesn't know how to even begin talking about it, so he throws all his energy into spooning instant grounds into mugs and then staring at the kettle while it boils. Scout trails after him, clearly hungry. Johnny'll take him back soon. He has to figure out what the hell to say to Seth first.

"I..." He's still staring at the stupid kettle. "I know I already said, but. I'm sorry."