The words are like a touch. He knew the right choice was to call her. A slow breath in and a slow breath out as he keeps still even in his discomfort.

"Just seeing you and getting home make me think I'll be on the right road to recovery." Matt adjusts the volume on his phone. The city in the background is garish as usual. He just can't take it additionally.

Movies? He smiles weakly. "Honey, I don't have to watch anything. And then you'll be not feeling great. Why spread it around?"