[Matt might not know the things that Frank sees in him like the shade of his hair and eyes or what color clothing he's wearing but he tracks a wide variety of other things in their proximity. He can feel the small movements of Frank's body next to him and the way that he shifts slightly on his heel. Sometimes he wonders what Frank is looking at when they stand like this but he doesn't seek to ask.]

I've been told that a time or two, believe or not. [Of course Frank would believe it. The remark about the bruise forces a small smile out of him, especially when he feels Frank start to reach and pause inches from touch. Matt takes a small step forward to close the gap between them so rough fingers can connect with the bruise.] Yeah, well, you should see the other guy. [He came out ahead on that exchange. He almost always does.] What color is it? The bruise. [It's a day or two old but shallow so he wonders how obvious it still is. That's something he can only guess at with experience.]