[After they cut through various areas and Scott's pretty sure that they lost the ghost for the time being, he slows down to a stop while keeping his grip tight in hers. He doesn't want her to overtax herself and they're probably safe, at least for a little while.]

Slow down, you're still limping.

[She's really pushing herself and it worries him. He knows that she wants to find her friend, but...]

Yeah, I met him.

[Scott acknowledges, remembering his encounter with the older teen. He made a wicked breakfast, although he also forced him to cook that day too. He wasn't very impressed with his whole 'I can cook TV dinners' answer-- but shit, that guy is missing?

That doesn't sound great, although he wonders if he's just gone from the world.]

...And you think he got here before everyone else? Just wandering around and... not asking for help? [He asks with some level of doubt, but his is voice is quiet, sympathetic, like he's already thinking of a possible answer to what's really happened to him.]