Some nights calls and texts are what bring Matt back because his head is still swept up in the momentum. Even while simply cordial to him, he never thought she was icy. Perhaps as sensitive as he is, his concept of cold personality is much closer to the ninth circle of hell.

"Sorry, I don't want to be rude. I'll be quiet now." Wiggle of his brow and all.

He can't see looks. They're implied. With Verity he can hear her tilt her head ever so much. "You can count on that for sure, buddy." Sharing food, staying in good company.