God. Yeah. [ Matt wants to stay light about it, but the sense memories of burning hair and screams keep coming back. He knows he was lucky to get out with just some scrapes and bangs. ] Well ... if there's anything you need. Even just somebody to keep you company for a bit.

[ Pause.

Don't be a fucking wuss, Jamison. ]

I'd understand if I was the last person you wanted to see right now. I didn't choose the way I did because I approve of--any of that. But still.