[ Matt chuckles as he slips Sebastian's jacket on, nodding in agreement--he, too, finds the concept of "normal" a bit boring. Or maybe that's just what he tells himself because he knows he'll never be normal.

It's definitely cold out here at night, but for the moment, Matt's satisfied with Sebastian's extra layer. He inhales, breathing in the scent of sea air and rich cologne. countdown to him asking sebastian to manifest more clothes so matt can steal them ]

That'd be undeniably interesting, [ he allows, vis-a-vis a satanic panic. ] I can't tell whether it'd help or not in searching. Depends whether people cleared out or picked up pitchforks, I guess.

[ Buttoning Sebastian's jacket against the chill, Matt proceeds towards the railing and leans against it. He peers out across the water, up at the clear night sky. ]

I meant to ask you, [ he adds, once Sebastian's drawn near enough that he can speak quietly. ] About, uh--this business. [ He tilts his head, arch of his neck accentuating the ribbon still tied there. ] My instinct in terms of who else to bring in, or mention it to, was "absolutely no one." But is there anyone you'd want me to team up with?