( well, he doesn't need her to say it, he's figured her out and she's already more or less confirmed it by not denying it. that's not really the point, hearing it is still better than putting clues and signs and pieces together and making assumptions. the affirmation is an important one, and it earns a small twist of his mouth. a smile — a fairly subdued one, all things considered, though there's much about this that is far from ideal. it's hard to be overjoyed by the prospect of a solitary snapshot, when they've lost so much time. that even if they make the most of every moment they have left, that's still all it can ever be. a moment.

Matt is used to losing people he loves. he just hopes that whatever their end is, they find it together. she won't be throwing herself in front of a blade for him again any time soon, he's really going to have to watch her around sharp objects from here on out. dying for him once is really enough! )

It means I want to be with you. Whatever happens next, however it ends, I want to do it together. ( the sentiment is sweet and sad all at once, but he means it. he unwinds one of his arms to leave it free to just ... ambiently touch her. he's touched her off and on since they'd found each other here, though he'd never felt free enough to touch her like this. nothing particularly romantic, just his fingertips gingerly running over every line and angle like he's trying to memorize them — reacquaint himself, is more accurate. Matt's senses do a lot for him, though his sense of touch is just as heightened and it's the one sense he generally keeps to himself. it means a lot to be able to just touch her again. ) I'm not sure how this will work, after everything, but that I know.