Matt frowned and shook his head. No matter that Frank rushed over what he said, the words struck him more than anything else he said. "I don't hate you Frank. Never did," Matt said firmly, "I might not have agreed with you but.. I never hated you." Hate the sin-
He hesitated for a moment, reluctant to let Frank leave. It was odd, but this felt like possibly the first open conversation he'd had with anyone in a while. With Foggy still angry about him taking up the horns again, and Karen angry at his silence, Elektra brought up a million things he'd rather not think about. Matt was running thin on close friends. This felt.. easy. There wasn't any pressure with someone like Frank.
"Yeah, I guess. Though..." He cleared his throat and offered Frank a friendly smile, "After I visit my dad I like to head by Josie's bar and get a drink. Wash the taste of the cemetery away. You're, er, welcome to join me if you'd like?"