Matt didn't miss the refusal to answer the question; he tabled it as less relevant for right now. "What was," he said slowly, after too long a pause for a drag and exhale of the cigarette, "was that I was ... angry is probably best. You know, here we are, for no fucking reason we get selected to do shit that is deliberately left vague, with nothing really in the fucking works to say what, where, or anything like that, and with people who don't know each other, most cases. So I spent a while being angry," he said honestly. "I knew what was wrong, you know? But I didn't connect that I also knew how to fix it. Not till you started talking to me, and that was the sort of the fucking catalyst, you know what I mean? That made me go kind of 'oh, here's point A, and this's point B, and we bring them together like this.' " He gestured with his hands as he spoke.