Waking up with a head full of memories that didn't belong to him was disorienting to say the least and Matt was quiet during breakfast, trying to sort through what was his and what wasn't, which didn't do much aside from eventually giving him a headache.

The rest of the day wasn't all that much better, his focus more or less shot which left him escaping the office to disappear into one of the lounges and close his eyes for a while. The drugged sleep was good and all, but he'd have much rather been able to control his own sleeping schedule.

By the time the day ended, he was more than ready to find some sort of distraction, though.