Her lips brush against his skin as she pulls away, nodding at his assertion. A pang of guilt fills her at the realization that she's added unneeded stress onto him when he's trying to rest and recover. But as with all things between herself and Matt, the timing just isn't right.

"Lay down. You're going to pass out sitting up like this."

Any fight has been taken out of her, and she gives a gentle push to his shoulder to guide him back against the bed. She can't really take care of him, but she can make him comfortable. There's a chair at the bedside and she scoots it in close so she can sit in it. It isn't until she's doing so that she realizes there are tears in her eyes, ones that quickly well up and pour over to slip down her cheeks. She hates seeing Matt this way, knowing that he's feeling such darkness and anger inside him. Maybe he's right, maybe she has some kind of idealized version of him because of the man that saved her when no one else believed her. This anger and darkness is a part of him, no matter how much it breaks her heart. She has to accept it and learn to live with Matt without the mask being a lawyer provides him.

She thinks she probably should apologize too. She, doesn't, of course. But she comes to an internal compromise that lets her move on from the words they've exchanged in all their recent conversations. While she can't take back what she's said, she can try restarting the conversation so he can be at peace enough to sleep.

"It's good to see you again, Matt. I've missed you."