He doesn't push about the ways that Frank considered himself fucked up or what he needed saving from. Either he'll say it or he won't, and that's fine either way. Matt will listen to any story that Frank wants to tell but he's not interested in pushing at old scars to see what springs from them.

"I briefly thought about being a priest when I was a kid. Then after the accident and I lost my sight, there was a time me and God didn't get on so well. Cured me of that," he admits to the quiet in the room.

They're both fucked up and broken, just in different ways. "Better with the law than the Bible. Seems like you're better with a gun than the good book." There's no bite or sarcasm. An acknowledgment and even respect for how Frank can handle himself, even if Matt might wish he took less deadly courses.