Matt felt the sofa indent on both his sides as Lucky and Kate joined him on the sofa. The dog snuggled right up but Kate kept some friendly space. Still, sandwiched between them Matt felt warm and content, not as frightened as he'd be otherwise just turning over in his head the minutes until his powers returned. He listened to the light thump of Lucky's tail lazily wagging as he petted the dog's head, a soft background beat to the music and commentary that soon filled the room. Matt had seen some of these documentaries many times before but they didn't get old for him. He let his eyes fall closed, it wasn't like he was using them anyway, and merely listened.
When Kate spoke though he reopened his eyes. Head leaning back against the sofa cushions, he tilted it in her direction. His unfocused gaze fell to the left of her face, but he tracked her voice as best he could as he said with assurance, "Yeah, sure. Of course. Wait, does it involve where a body is buried? I don't have a shovel." The last part was said teasingly.
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Date: 2025-05-26 01:08 pm (UTC)When Kate spoke though he reopened his eyes. Head leaning back against the sofa cushions, he tilted it in her direction. His unfocused gaze fell to the left of her face, but he tracked her voice as best he could as he said with assurance, "Yeah, sure. Of course. Wait, does it involve where a body is buried? I don't have a shovel." The last part was said teasingly.