Once he was out of the bed, Scott stopped and looked back at Stiles. He leaned over and gently brushed his fingers through his friend's hair. "I'll be right back, okay?" He said, hoping to come off reassuring. He pulled out his phone and handed it to Stiles. "I don't know where your phone is so here's mine if you want it." It would let Stiles have something to play with or text people on or.. whatever.