[He nods, slightly, an acknowledgment of her first statement and affirmation of her question, as well. He shifts slightly, moving his free hand around to rest between her shoulder blades.]

The night of the winter formal. [His voice is quiet, and he holds his breath for a minute.] And...the night you showed back up in the woods after you were missing. Although...I guess that was equal parts Scott tracking you and you finding me. Us. All of us.