[Isaac takes a deep breath and resists the urge to bring a hand up and touch his lips. He can taste him, just a little, and he- he knows that now isn't the time to think about it, now definitely wasn't the time to do it, but it's... calming, somehow.

Nothing has to change.]

I'll help. If you want, I mean. I'll probably be figuring stuff out for Scott too. [A pause, and then he finally looks up with a wry smile.] It's a shame we can't just shove them in an apartment together, right?