[ Matt pulls a face: wry, but not really disagreeing. People are so messy. They make everything harder than it needs to be, himself included. As she goes on, he can't suppress a somewhat mordant smile, starting at "wishy-washy" (not how he'd put it) and quirking through the end. ]

That's good to know, [ he says. ] Though I hope none of that would work on me. There's only one thing I really want.

--I mean, I want a lot of stuff. But there's only one thing that really matters. What's best for the universe.