[ As soon as his confession was out, Matt's heart started rabbiting away. Twin dreads circled in his brain: he would disappoint the stranger, wound him, and then the stranger would leave him alone here. Matt's used to disappointing people, but this would be an all-time record--with all-time high stakes.

But right when Matt's expecting the other man to pull back, he says it's okay. Cards fingers through Matt's hair. Even smiles. ]

Amos. [ Part of him is like, Whoa, I was friends with this guy? Someone both very touchy and also able to roll with some truly incredible punches? Amazing. Whatever this place is, maybe it isn't all bad. ] It's nice to meet you. I'm Ma--

[ A sheepish smile. ] I guess you know that.

[ Matt seems fine standing here at close range. His personal feelings about nudity are neutral to highly positive, and at this point, while a piece of him is inescapably aware that he's 100% lacking clothes right now, Amos isn't worried about it, so it's easy to let the knowledge recede. Especially since he's just discovered he has a doppelganger somewhere out there?

Matt squints curiously at Amos. ]

Uh. If I can ask--how did we know each other? Or do you want just like, a clean slate.