[ since the truth had the power to really hurt the people he cared about. matt wasn't a supernatural being like them. he wasn't powerful or strong, he couldn't compel people, break down doors, or run at flash-like speeds. he couldn't do magic, had only succeeded in talking to the ghost of his dead sister, and that had been a mess in and of itself. he was just a guy -- a guy wearing a magic ring that wasn't even his. all he could do to protect his friends was lie and withhold the truth. it sucked, but it was all someone who often felt so utterly powerless in the face of everything that's been thrown their way thus far could do. ]
Fine. It's only temporary, but... [ he hangs his head in shame, unable to add another lie to his growing list. ] I'm staying with Rebekah.