[After a few good movements, Matt guides John's arm back against his side and gently sets his hand back to rest on the bed, their fingers touching some.]
Thanks. I don't talk about it much anymore.
[Unless it's Foggy. Then again, Foggy will pry. He doesn't let Matt get away with long silences. He asks is this because of what happened?, gently in his way. But in the day to day.]
I don't know. It just makes the most sense like that. Otherwise it's all chaos.
[Faith is a rock or a band-aid. Matt gives John's fingers a squeeze]
no subject
[After a few good movements, Matt guides John's arm back against his side and gently sets his hand back to rest on the bed, their fingers touching some.]
Thanks. I don't talk about it much anymore.
[Unless it's Foggy. Then again, Foggy will pry. He doesn't let Matt get away with long silences. He asks is this because of what happened?, gently in his way. But in the day to day.]
I don't know. It just makes the most sense like that. Otherwise it's all chaos.
[Faith is a rock or a band-aid. Matt gives John's fingers a squeeze]
C'mon and lay down.