Matt stretched a little, trying to work out some of the discomfort that was probably more psychological than physical. Was worth a try, though. "'m picky 'bout other shit," he commented in return, a little shortly. "Words don't matter much when you're dealin' with th'sort of shit we are."
He glanced over at Niikura, noting the outstretched hand was gone. His comfort level went up at that, and he visibly relaxed. "Seems like a determined person could get plenty done in that amount'a time," he said, then sighed. He and Mello hadn't gotten too much accomplished the other night - but in their defense, the entire madhouse had gone... well. Mad.
And he still needed to go get those drugs back from Mello. Couldn't let himself forget that.
"From the start of 2010," he answered after barely a second's pause; that wasn't any big deal to release to a stranger. There were all sorts of weird people running about the place, from all sorts of weird times and places. It was slightly off-putting, but whatever. Matt knew how to deal.
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He glanced over at Niikura, noting the outstretched hand was gone. His comfort level went up at that, and he visibly relaxed. "Seems like a determined person could get plenty done in that amount'a time," he said, then sighed. He and Mello hadn't gotten too much accomplished the other night - but in their defense, the entire madhouse had gone... well. Mad.
And he still needed to go get those drugs back from Mello. Couldn't let himself forget that.
"From the start of 2010," he answered after barely a second's pause; that wasn't any big deal to release to a stranger. There were all sorts of weird people running about the place, from all sorts of weird times and places. It was slightly off-putting, but whatever. Matt knew how to deal.