Matty didn't hear Claire approach, didn't even realize there was anyone else around at all until they knelt down next to him. He was biting his lip, trying to calm himself down, but he knew if he tried to breath he'd have a hard time holding back. This had been a losing battle from the start, hadn't it?
"Yes. No. Yes. Sorry, I-" Matty rubbed his hands over his face, fingers pressing into his eyes. He managed a shaky breath, shaking his head slightly, and he could feel the first tear escaping. "Today is," He started but stopped himself, speaking softly, hands moving to the back of his neck as he leaned forward a little, trying to hide his face. "My parents." Matty tried again, voice a whisper now, strained and rough. "I just really miss them."