Not so cryptic, true. Still to simply say she's a calculator takes away that spark and warmth of magic and humanity in her. There's always that knowing. His life has also improved for the better by virtue of just listening to her.

Matt makes a rumbling noise in his throat, a hum and a purr. All in appreciation. She is going to take care of him. She already is just dropping whatever she was wrapped up in to walk his pathetic self the rest of the way to their hideaway.

"My feet feel swollen too? I mean, they don't hurt either. It's uncomfortable." Poking and prodding help, sure. He's relieved when they stop.

Since they're not going anywhere for a few seconds he kisses her hairline like he's making a crown there. "I'd pay for a taxi to get us home. Or...whatever else if it did, I mean, seeing as it'd be my fault. Just in case though..." One more peck and nuzzle before he moves so they can carry on.

"Smoothies on me?"