Trixie gently moved so she was leaning against the wall beside Matt again, watching the 'official' with a slight eyebrow raise. The entire situation absolutely sucked, but she couldn't do a damn thing about it. She hated feeling helpless, especially in something this large. She blinked in surprise as they were told to leave, giving Matt a worried glance. "And go where?" Her tone was instantly confrontational. "Plus, we've already been told not leave. Make up your mind." She muttered bitterly.

Matt shot a look at Trixie as her tone turned bitter, wincing internally. "Don't be rude" he muttered, surprised that was the words that came out his mouth, instead of encouraging it. All he knew was that the people there were definitely not to be played with, or snapped at. He sighed as the official gave a large frown, looking down at Trixie with a slightly intense stare. "it doesn't matter, just go. anywhere, you'll be caught when you need to leave" he said, his tone low.

Trixie gave him a slightly insulted look as he spoke, narrowing her eyes up at him and only just refraining from snapping at him too. She rolled her eyes at the official, her tone still bitter out of spite towards everything. "Oh, great. Thanks a whole bunch. Well then Matt, why don't you lead the way?" She hissed, standing herself up from the wall and crossing her arms.

Matt narrowed his eyes slightly at Trixie, though waited until they had both left the room and were away from the doorway to speak, turning round to face her. "You'll get nowhere being rude to them here. The other world may have been fine with it but it's just plain dangerous here" he mumbled, his tone unfriendly as he spoke. He didn't fancy either of them getting beaten black and blue there, especially as they could actually feel pain unlike the other world.

"Well, it's not like I'm going anywhere anyway." Trixie snapped, brushing right past him without a break in stride as he stopped. Everything and everyone was starting to feel too close, almost suffocating. She made her way right down the stairs, forcing her way through the crowd and out into the evening air outside the decrepit building. She let out a small, frustrated sigh as she did so, walking off to the right until she could lean against the building quietly.

"What's your problem Trixie, I don't understand. I'm trying to help you, help you from at least getting beaten up. You're being cold for what?" Matt asked, walking after her, his heart rate rising slightly as his tone did the same. Whether it was just the atmosphere of this place, or the pain he was feeling, he seemed to get a lot angrier so much quicker. He slammed the door of the building open as Trixie stormed out, and he stopped just a bit away from her, raking hair from his eyes. "are you gonna be this moody the whole time we're here?" he asked with a sigh.

"I don't know, what is my problem, Matt? Maybe the fact that my entire life has been flipped, and is about to be flipped AGAIN?" Trixie snapped back, a little less venemously than before. She let out a quiet, frustrated groan as he spoke, laying her head in her hands. "I don't know." She muttered honestly, lifting her head to give a very slightly apologetic glance.

"Right? Don't snap at me for that, it's not my fault." Matt frowned, his tone just as irritated as it had been his last few comments. He knew that was slightly untrue, it was his fault they were here overall, if he had just been able to hold off the drugs and various things. But the glitch very much wasn't his fault, and he was in no way about to be ridiculed for that. "I can't be bothered to deal with you if you are planning on being like this the whole three or so days, it's tiring." He sighed, his words coming off insanely harsh. As much as he wanted to, for some reason he couldn't..care. He couldn't care less.

"I know that Matt, and it's not personal. I'm just... I'm just aggravated." Trixie huffed, taking a half step back at his next words. She blinked at him a few times, caught severely off guard by the sudden harshness. She swallowed, opening her mouth to reply, but it took a few moments for her to speak. "Right. Sorry, I guess, for being frustrated. If you can't... what was it, 'be bothered to deal with me'? Then don't. I would hate the make the last three days of my love's life miserable because he has to be bothered to deal with my existence." She said slowly, each word a little more poisonous than the last. After, she leaned back on the wall and turn her head away from him to observe the people passing by rather than him. His words had hurt so, so insanely bad that she felt unreasonable for being upset over them. Something stated so plainly had to have some truth in it.

Matt leant on the wall, leaning his head back against it with a slow exhale. "For once Trixie PLEASE shut the fuck up. I never said that stupid stuff about not 'bothering to deal with your existence' you know you're making it sound worse than what I said. I just can't be bothered to deal with some endless bad mood for the next three days where we're pretty much stuck in hell, it'll take a toll on both of us." He spoke, not bothering to do much as glance at the people passing as they frowned as his slightly raised tone. "And i'm not getting engulfed by some stupid fear just because some girl can't get out her shitty mood" he added, his tongue curling round the last. couple of words, though he felt some slight regret. Some girl? Back in the other world, him using those words on her would have made him feel somewhat ill, but not this time. Just some..small regret.