Tim doesn't deserve him. But not for the reasons Matt thinks.

His expression softens, just a touch. Matt can't see it, of course, but it reflects in his voice, soothing over the raw edges of his frustration. He's glad, actually, that Matt doesn't bother with any ass-covering explanations, doesn't even bother trying to lie. The apology, while not as good as the truth, is almost welcome.

"I know." He doesn't say 'it's okay', because it's not, really. It's not okay, and Tim's not going to lie, either. But he does shift his wrist in Matt's grasp, turning his hand so he can curl his fingers around the other's, and bring Matt's hand up to kiss the palm of it briefly.

"Now go on, go sit down. I'll be there in a minute."