[Alan's expression darkens with deeper confusion and growing concern. Maybe this flood is more than just closets being screwed with...it's like Scout has no idea who she is. He doesn't want to believe that, but...]

Scout... [He trails off with a quiet huff of humorless laughter and a smile that doesn't reach his eyes.] Of course you have been! You...do remember us dating, right? 'Cause I'm straight, and I'd remember dating a dude.

[That cold stillness fills his gut as he speaks, because the idea that she doesn't remember their relationship...it brings back feelings he hasn't experienced since shooting Boyd and Erica that night in the woods. Arrow after arrow until his dad shot up his bow...slice after slice through the air, and all that blood...

If Scout's forgotten him, he'll find someone to hold responsible. He'll see that blood again.]