Matt nods. That's as much as he'll get, he senses, and it's good enough for him. For now. "Just being in each other's lives still..." his voice trails off as he shakes his head. It's something he needs, and he doesn't want her to ever doubt he'd be there. He always wants to be there for her. When he was eight, he wanted to be an astronaut.

The thought is absurd, but it returns to him just now, and how Elena remembers it.

"Anytime, Elena," he says, a solemnity to his voice that's only understandable for what just transpired.