Once again, Lydia nods. "Of course," she whispers. She wouldn't have missed the first one, if she'd known. If it had been his choice. If things had gone differently, all together. Lydia still feels regret that she hadn't even noticed the change in him until the night afterward, because she'd been too busy. She shouldn't have been too busy for something like that...

"I can do that," she agrees softly. If Matt wants alone time with Lydia to let himself relax and feel marginally reassured before going under again, she can make that happen. If he wants to take the time to sear the sight of her into memory so that he doesn't ever forget, she an make that happen, too. Whatever he needs, Lydia will make it happen.

Curling against him, Lydia closes her eyes and tucks her head against his chest. "I think we both could use a nap. It sounds like we have a pretty important couple of days creeping up on us all of a sudden." She tilts her head up. "I'm sorry if I made you feel like you couldn't talk to me about this sooner, Matty..." she whispers. "I hope that's not the case..."