Plans were a good thing, and Matt was glad to have them. He hadn't asked for Kenshin's room number, but he hadn't forgotten it from the other night. It meant he'd have to be the one doing the walking, but the red-head was the injured one and there were certain rules of politeness it would be best for him to follow if he was going to get the other man to help him out.

He started on his steak with gusto. The energy would be needed, most likely. Unlike Mello, who'd been worried that Sai would go too easy on him, Matt was rather hoping this would be the case with Kenshin. It was counterproductive thinking, but... Matt was fragile.