Matt had listened as best he could, focus angled outside the front steps, while he made his way downstairs. Enough to determine that no one was messing with her, that she was safe, rather than to analyze what her emotions may be.
He let her go inside before shutting the door behind them both, letting the grin slide off his face once she spoke, but trying to keep a pleasant enough expression. The adrenaline from jumping up, then running down the stairs, left him with a bit of a high. Then, though, the reality of what they were headed into rolled back into his chest, and he breathed out in the second her back was to him.
"I'll be sure not to break your door, either," he added, referencing the actual door into her specific apartment unit, since he assumed that that door would be locked as well. That she didn't have any of her keys.
He reached to take her hand and walk along with her, already feeling the shift in air now that they were inside, out of the rain. He didn't work to hide the self-sufficiency he actually possessed, not wanting to hide that part of himself from her anymore. Maybe it would be gentler to slowly do so, but what was the point? He'd just leaped up to a roof in ways a man shouldn't be able to.
"That'd be nice," he said, feeling like his voice fell flat, even if it hadn't. Beer sure sounded great, but it didn't make anything any better at all. Not really.
Once at her door, he looked over to her for the go-ahead to get it open as needed, which he did, smoothly and with minimal shattering of any wood at its edges, sound from getting it open loud, all the same. Then, he stepped aside to let her go in first, since it was her apartment and all, nodding just a tiny bit, smiling weakly at her.
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He let her go inside before shutting the door behind them both, letting the grin slide off his face once she spoke, but trying to keep a pleasant enough expression. The adrenaline from jumping up, then running down the stairs, left him with a bit of a high. Then, though, the reality of what they were headed into rolled back into his chest, and he breathed out in the second her back was to him.
"I'll be sure not to break your door, either," he added, referencing the actual door into her specific apartment unit, since he assumed that that door would be locked as well. That she didn't have any of her keys.
He reached to take her hand and walk along with her, already feeling the shift in air now that they were inside, out of the rain. He didn't work to hide the self-sufficiency he actually possessed, not wanting to hide that part of himself from her anymore. Maybe it would be gentler to slowly do so, but what was the point? He'd just leaped up to a roof in ways a man shouldn't be able to.
"That'd be nice," he said, feeling like his voice fell flat, even if it hadn't. Beer sure sounded great, but it didn't make anything any better at all. Not really.
Once at her door, he looked over to her for the go-ahead to get it open as needed, which he did, smoothly and with minimal shattering of any wood at its edges, sound from getting it open loud, all the same. Then, he stepped aside to let her go in first, since it was her apartment and all, nodding just a tiny bit, smiling weakly at her.