[ Matt wants a target. He wants somebody to hit, something he can sink his fists into or at least a lead he can chase to figure out what the hell is really going on here. But he can't and won't turn that on her. It's not her fault he feels trapped and frustrated. It's not her fault he doesn't know where to start or go. ]
Until they drag him back, like they did me.
[ She helps calm him, at least a little. She's still there. And her gentle pressure at his temple is soothing whether he wants to be angry or not. He'd only ever intended to ask her to help him retrieve the car, not let her try to comfort him, with whatever scraps there are to offer. ]
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Until they drag him back, like they did me.
[ She helps calm him, at least a little. She's still there. And her gentle pressure at his temple is soothing whether he wants to be angry or not. He'd only ever intended to ask her to help him retrieve the car, not let her try to comfort him, with whatever scraps there are to offer. ]