[Frank goes quiet for a moment after Matt responds, and he would’ve tipped Matt’s head to get him to look up, up at him, meet his gaze, but now he just sits and breathes and keeps his fingers twisted in the silk sheets. He huffs out a breath, smiles.]

You got the boy, yeah? You’re doin’ the right thing. I just think your heroics, running around in a boy’s pajamas, is gonna get you hurt. More hurt than you already are. Ain’t tryin’ to use your faith against you as much as I’m worried that one night’s gonna be your last because you can be fucking reckless, Matty, we both know it.