[ Matt doesn't plan on giving up, at least, he's pretty sure he doesn't. Having been in the presence of condemnation, however silent from Sister Maggie, and feeling like a helpless child all over again as Father Lantom attempted to guide him to deal with his upset and rage---he's not sure what he's feeling.
Despair had been very close, but having Frank here eased that at least a little. ] Maybe not. Maybe we finally just see each other for who we really are.
[ The softness of Frank's hand in his belies the turmoil under the surface of Matt's skin, eking out of his heart and into the rest of him. He doesn't have the words to say to Frank, and feels guilt wash over him because of it, cloying and choking.
Did it though? Not break him? Matt isn't sure. ] Yeah.
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Despair had been very close, but having Frank here eased that at least a little. ] Maybe not. Maybe we finally just see each other for who we really are.
[ The softness of Frank's hand in his belies the turmoil under the surface of Matt's skin, eking out of his heart and into the rest of him. He doesn't have the words to say to Frank, and feels guilt wash over him because of it, cloying and choking.
Did it though? Not break him? Matt isn't sure. ] Yeah.