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It was both like and unlike the start of a lot of Matt's past relationships. The newness was there, that exciting thrill of exploration and figuring out where lines lay and what overlapped. That uncertainty over certain steps, not wanting to trip anyone up before things really began. Matt had dated friends before, he'd dated vigilantes before, he'd even dated a combination of the two once or twice. Yet he'd never done so when he saw the person as much as he did Kate. Never when the other party involved was as close a friend as she was to start. They had spent most of their free time together before kissing, yet now there was an added layer of questioning for all those moments adding up together. Neither of them wanted to ruin things.

It led to some questions, some self-reflection. Yet it also led to being able to sense Kate with him when he woke up in the morning, and that? That was a feeling that helped him deal with all the rest.

His heart ached for her when she mentioned sad dreams. There were a lot of possibilities, for what that meant. She had, unfortunately, gone through a lot in her short life. Knowing she liked it, he soothingly rubbed at her lower back as they rocked together for a moment. He dropped a kiss on her forehead. "It should taste amazing, too. I just have to - hey!" Turning, he shooed away Sam from the pan. "It's not time for second breakfast for you yet, buddy." Shaking his head, he said to Kate, "I just have to throw it in the oven for a little bit. We could have some coffee while it cooks. Maybe talk about your dream, if you want?"