Hearing the toilet flush just reminded Matt of the water he'd drunk earlier, but he was in the process of judging whether he could wait and make that Morning Matt's problem when there was a jump in Kate's heartrate. Hearing the stifled cursing, too quiet to wake anyone else, Matt wincingly sat up. He pressed a hand to his side for a moment to soothe the pain he felt, then achingly got to his feet and shuffled over to her. The hallway was dark where the bathroom was, but that didn't bother him. There was just a faint glow from various appliances that never went purely dark. Concern was etched on his face in the shadows. In a quiet voice he asked, "Are you all right?" He gently reached out to touch her arm in case she needed some support.