The low hum of the engine softens to a dull roar before he shuts the car off completely. Matt keeps a hand on the steering wheel and he turns to her at the question, the concern remaining on his face.

"Of course," he says. He doesn't add she didn't have to ask, because she didn't, but the sentiment is there in the tone of his voice.

He'll open the door for her and glance around, before he follows her into the house. He's spent so much time there, it's a familiar feeling, stepping in. "You want me to make some coffee?"