He's going insane. He can sneak out, sure, but then his activities are limited. Purse thieves and the like. And, strangely, sneaking out feels a lot like lying to Tim. He can't do that.

Matt starts to protest--he doesn't want to be here. He can't afford to be here. He needs to at least meditate a bit more--but tims heartbeat has picked up. Almost a split second before that had runs up the thigh to his sweatpants.

Matt unconsciously widens his legs a little further.

"Ill have to make it up to you," He murmurs.