Scott moaned. "Great… we still don't know who was framing me."
Nancy looked down, unconsciously touching the bump on her head. "Yeah…"
Seeing this, Scott reached out and touched it as well, making her flinch. "What happened?"
"I… had a little run in with the culprit. They knocked me out before I could see their face. I'm sorry… if only I had paid more attention—"
"Don't blame yourself," Scott cut her off. "No one can blame you for what happened. At least he didn't hurt you any worse than this. Otherwise I would have…"
Nancy smiled faintly. "Thank you."