He's definitely sulking after that. And directly telling her not to call him it, which means she's hit a nerve. She really was only trying to play around and lighten the mood, but realizes she might have gone about it the wrong way. It's with a sigh that she crouches down to find her tank top, and pulls it over her head so she can cross her arms over her chest without looking ridiculous.

As soon as her arms go over her chest she's wearing a pout that's probably pretty close to his. "Why can't I call you it? You let someone else do it."

She's not exactly eager to talk about Matt right now (or ever), so she eagerly latches on to the stupid subject of his name and hopes he'll end up bantering with her over it so intensely that he forgets he's in pain.