"It's fine," Matt says quickly. "I'm fine--" He reaches out from where tim pulls away, shaking his head. The hand stops just short of where tims arm is, but he doesn't lower it. He's grasping for Tim.

He knows where he is. He's just too focused on what he's saying to actually find tims arm to touch, or his hand to hold. He needs Tim to know that it's okay.

It's hard to lie to someone you're in love with, he realizes. He loves Tim.

But he can't stop.

"Sit. Please--don't--don't just stand there. Tim."