[That actually kind of hurts a little if only because some days she thinks Frank is her only real friend. She shoves that down like she does most things.] Maybe fun isn't the right word. He enjoys my company.
[...] He could use a friend. And so could you. [And Matt is only too aware that he's a difficult man to be friends with. Too patronising. Too judgemental. Simultaneously too dependent and too independent. If they weren't so trigger happy encouraging the best violent traits out of each other he'd be more supportive, but he didn't want to come across like he was jealous.] I'm glad he takes care of you.
Of course he has guilt. His family wasn't hypothetical. [His Ellie and Matt Jr. were very real.]
That doesn't mean he stopped being able to make friends. It's how I know it's real. He's the one of the few people who doesn't need something from me. He must like me.
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And he's my friend. I am glad he takes care of me too. He doesn't have to, you know. He doesn't need me for anything.
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That doesn't mean he stopped being able to make friends. It's how I know it's real. He's the one of the few people who doesn't need something from me. He must like me.
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