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Although Matt seemed oblivious to his environment, less than half the time was he really. He would usually pick up on the important things, at least. He answered the sword-wielding Alter without looking at him. "It is a he." He first stated flatly, clearly offended if only to a small degree. "He does... uhm... stuff." It was difficult to tell if his answer was vague because he made it that way or if he was genuinely trying to hide that he didn't know. Though in truth, Matt knew just about everything about his dark passenger, even more than his Alter would like him to know. But Matt didn't use this to his advantage; he wasn't a leader, he didn't want his Alter under his thumb. He was content doing as his dark passenger wished - for the most part.

"He feeds me." He added cheerily, smiling. He sounded almost proud that his Alter fed him, as if it was a privilege most others with Alters didn't get. He was fully aware of what his dark passenger ate, but he didn't care. He felt very fortunate to wake up feeling full, regardless of the exact contents of his stomach.

He frowned as Rose turned to Aslan to leave. Gathering his fries and shake having finished the burger, he got to his feet and trailed after them. Rose had gotten Matt food - earning his loyalty, and companionship until she demanded otherwise or his dark passenger had something for him to do.