This isn't a conversation they should be having here. It's the middle of the night, and Harvey's bleeding, and they're standing here talking about career choices. The absurdity of it makes Matt distinctly uncomfortable. If only they could just get off the streets...

"Why not," he echoes, as if in agreement. But he's thinking about something else. How much to get involved, and what to do now that he is, unavoidable as it always was. "I'm sure it'll all be fine. Harvey, we shouldn't keep standing here. Come with me, we'll find a diner or something."