[He flashes a quick smile when Frank disregards his appraisal. It doesn't matter. He knows that Castle is likely very aware that it's not the only thing that Matt picks up but he doesn't feel the need to list everything; what kind of soap Frank showered with, the last thing he had to eat, the detergent he uses or any of the other dozen things that Matt can tell just by his presence. It's nice both to not have to feign anything while also not have to prove anything either.
He doesn't have to like it, but he and Frank are warriors. Sometimes on the opposite side because of method and motivations, but they exist in a space together where it's easy. They both stand in easy confidence because there's a strange safety in knowing how unsafe either would be if the gloves came off. They both hit hard but Matt's hands aren't anything resembling fists right now, circled around a warm coffee mug while Frank effortlessly stalks through his apartment.]
I'm glad you're here. [It's about as close to sentimentality as he can muster for Frank and that seems fine with the both of them. He sets his half finished mug down behind him and stands still in Frank's presence. They're both assessing.] And I assume not for my sparkling conversational wit.
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He doesn't have to like it, but he and Frank are warriors. Sometimes on the opposite side because of method and motivations, but they exist in a space together where it's easy. They both stand in easy confidence because there's a strange safety in knowing how unsafe either would be if the gloves came off. They both hit hard but Matt's hands aren't anything resembling fists right now, circled around a warm coffee mug while Frank effortlessly stalks through his apartment.]
I'm glad you're here. [It's about as close to sentimentality as he can muster for Frank and that seems fine with the both of them. He sets his half finished mug down behind him and stands still in Frank's presence. They're both assessing.] And I assume not for my sparkling conversational wit.