"You're never done yelling at me," he points out, getting a hand around Matt's back so he doesn't fall backward as he gets them both to their feet. The last way he'd ever describe the man is indebted to him so it's fine. He feels strangely responsible for all of this, slowly letting up so Matt can stand on his own, but leaving his hand on the man's elbow loosely. He snorts at the question. "Yeah, it's called don't be a douchebag and maybe Frank will bring me a protein bar." He will even if Matt is being a dick, clearly.