Matt is quiet. All he can hear is Tim's heavy breathing and the rattling of a broken air conditioner three blocks over.
Tim has summed up exactly how Matt feels--some part of him, something since he met Stick. How he likes it. How he can't stop fighting and risking his life. How he tempts fate.
It's all tims known, though. From his dad to the military to being a marshal. This is all Tim wants to know.
"I'm sorry," He says softly, and he is. For what, he's not sure. A myriad of things.
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Date: 2016-08-31 08:18 am (UTC)Tim has summed up exactly how Matt feels--some part of him, something since he met Stick. How he likes it. How he can't stop fighting and risking his life. How he tempts fate.
It's all tims known, though. From his dad to the military to being a marshal. This is all Tim wants to know.
"I'm sorry," He says softly, and he is. For what, he's not sure. A myriad of things.
"I'm not going to stop looking out for you."