He has absolute capacity for belligerence. This is the guy who told someone
he "doesn't speak asshole", for example. That said, Karen probably has his
number that he won't use his talent for arguing against her. Usually when
they are at odds with each other he just agrees with her he's terrible, it
makes him so annoying to yell at!!! For Matt, it comes down to the fact he
spends enough of his time fighting and arguing. The last people on the
planet he wants to argue with are his friends.
And honestly, his friends are usually right when they accuse him of being
terrible.
Karen stretches, Matthew just leans back into the dusty mats in a rare
moment of laziness. Stretching is the better call, though Matt is rather
notorious for rarely going for the better call. "I know," he muses, a
slight hint of reluctance in his tone. It's fighting back the automatic
impulse to try and remind her that she doesn't have to do all this, and
that she doesn't have to run straight into danger, even if it's always for
a good reason. He realizes how hypocritical that reaction is, but he can't
stop feeling it, as much as he tries.
"We'll keep working. And you know you can call me if you're worried about a
situation going south." How many times has he called her when a
situation might go south? No comment. "I can't help on sharpshooting, I'm
afraid." His accuracy is not something he could easily teach her —
and he's never stopped to see if it translated to firing a gun, either.
Matt doesn't want to know.
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He has absolute capacity for belligerence. This is the guy who told someone he "doesn't speak asshole", for example. That said, Karen probably has his number that he won't use his talent for arguing against her. Usually when they are at odds with each other he just agrees with her he's terrible, it makes him so annoying to yell at!!! For Matt, it comes down to the fact he spends enough of his time fighting and arguing. The last people on the planet he wants to argue with are his friends.
And honestly, his friends are usually right when they accuse him of being terrible.
Karen stretches, Matthew just leans back into the dusty mats in a rare moment of laziness. Stretching is the better call, though Matt is rather notorious for rarely going for the better call. "I know," he muses, a slight hint of reluctance in his tone. It's fighting back the automatic impulse to try and remind her that she doesn't have to do all this, and that she doesn't have to run straight into danger, even if it's always for a good reason. He realizes how hypocritical that reaction is, but he can't stop feeling it, as much as he tries.
"We'll keep working. And you know you can call me if you're worried about a situation going south." How many times has he called her when a situation might go south? No comment. "I can't help on sharpshooting, I'm afraid." His accuracy is not something he could easily teach her — and he's never stopped to see if it translated to firing a gun, either. Matt doesn't want to know.