Trixie smiled slightly as he relaxed, gently settling her head into the crook of his neck. She settled against him in silence, enjoying the embrace until he pulled away. She took note of the hand on his stomach in slight confusion, but pushed that down, giving him a warm smile as he caught her eye. "Yknow, I think you should apologize more." She said teasingly, taking a step closer to him so she could press her lips gently against his cheek. She didn't quite move back after, and remained close to him. "So, are we doing this shoot, or no?"

Matt exhaled slowly as she buried her head in his neck, settling both his hands on her back. As she reached up to kiss his cheek he inaled sharply again, and looked down at her, his stare intense. "Maybe I will" He said, his voice incredibly soft. He nodded at her second comment, only moving one hand away so he could cover the scar, leaving the other on her back. "Of course" he said with a smile, gesturing for her to follow. As they got back into the room, Stanley marched over with a serious look, waving his hands towards the line. "You guys are meant to be next. Go now" he said, promptly pushing them both forward.

Trixie mirrored his intense gaze, smiling softly at his answer. "You should." She nodded quietly, struggling to breathe with his hand on her back. She followed him with a small sigh, blinking at Stanley. She gave him a dirty look over her shoulder as they got shoved, making her way onto the stage to stand next to Matt.

Most of the shoot wasnt too bad, they were made to do the same pose pretty much over and over again, until the cameraman spoke up, with a playful look on his face, and his eyes were on Trixie as he spoke. "How do you feel with more contact poses?" He asked her, but gave her close to no time to answer as the girl rushed forward to move her, guiding her body a lot closer to Matt, so they were pretty much pressed together. She then moved one of Trixie's hands to his chest, and one to his belt, following with both Matt's hands on her lower back. Matt tensed up slightly as the girl touched him, though that was met with a slightly rougher grab. The cameraman gave a smile and dimmed the lights again with a nod. "Stay like that" he ordered.

Trixie made her way through the shoot with very little incident, at least until the cameraman shot her his question. She flushed a little pink and opened her mouth to speak, only to find herself being attached to Matt. She made a slightly squeaky noise as she got pressed to him, blinking up at him in surprise. She kept her hands where they were placed, glancing down at the one on his belt in a slightly confused manner. Her gaze shot back up to him as his hands landed on her lower back. She caught his eyes and spoke slowly. "...yeah. This is fine." She said softly.

Matt looked down at Trixies hand, though he didn't have much time to say anything as the cameras started flashing. For the most part he didn't mind, he enjoyed her touch and by the looks of it, Stanley was invested in the pair greatly. Though as he caught sight of Trixies injured palms his expression changed slightly, and he did his best to swallow the guilt as the shoot went on. After a couple more poses they were shooed off, and that was pretty much the end of the shoot. Matt leant against the wall to wait for further instruction, giving Trixie a warm smile as he did so. "Did you find that one any less awkward?" He asked with a playful smile watching as the backdrop was changed for the solos. Without thinking, he gently took Trixie's hand, his eyes scanning the injury. He had nothing to say, his words couldn't cook anything up. But the feeling of guilt was..strong.

Trixie shifted so she could press herself against him slightly more, watching him and relaxing more the longer they stood. The other poses went by quickly, and before she knew it, she didn't have an excuse to touch him anymore. She stood lightly in front of him, hands clasped in front of her. She shot him a smile and nodded. "A little. Not much, though." She chuckled, taking in a sharp breath as he grabbed her hand. She watched him somewhat nervously. "Matt, don't worry about it. It doesn't even hurt." She said softly, but she didn't pull her hand away.

Matt smiled and fiddled with his belt, only glancing up at her while he spoke. "I liked it" he said softly, narrowing his eyes as the spotlight darted from side to side as it was changed. He didn't let go of her hand as she spoke, giving her a slightly sad look. "i could shoot you it wouldn't hurt Trixie, that's how it is here" he said, letting out a very weak laugh as an attempt to lighten his own mood, though it was proving difficult. After a little while everyone was shooed into line for the solos, and Matt was forced to let go of her hand as he was placed out of line. Solos was never sometihing he had done, nor was he planning on it- plus Stanley and him didn't exactly get on. He looked at Trixie from a little way away, shifting a bit closer. "are you sure you're okay to do this by yourself?" he asked, keeping his tone as soft as possible.

Trixie swallowed and nodded. "I did too." She smiled. "Well, it's- it's not bad, it's just skin. It's just,- ugly." She shrugged, giving him a sad look. Trixie blinked as she got shunted into line, looking at Matt anxiously. "Well, no." She responded, shrugging. "But I'll be fine." She gave him what she hoped was a comforting smile, stepping closer to him. "But if you could stay with me, I'd like that." She added softly.

The solo shoots weren't too bad- it was the same as the day before. Basically just wait until they were moved into position. But it was still clearly as nerve wracking which was understandable. He nodded at her question, moving back into line next to her. "I can stay, but I can't exactly stand in front of the camera with you and hold your hand, it's solo." he said jokingly, giving her a small laugh. It was strange how his demeanour had changed completely, about an hour or so ago he had been insanely angry and quite upset, now he was relaxed and more than willing to stay that way. It was a strange effect Trixie had on him. He shifted forward in the line as Kiara finished her solo, giving the Trixie a strange look as she passed. Matt frowned but ignored it, watching as they got near the backdrop. "You're up next" he smiled, gently putting his hand on her lower back, as pure instinct.