"I am. Maybe I'll just crash here forever." Trixie said sarcastically, looking up and just... taking him in. She let out a small sigh and shook her head. "Nope. No idea. Rent is too high for me to afford anything reasonable by myself, and no one is searching for roommates right now. It's a struggle, but I'll figure it out eventually." She shrugged, moving so she could curl up against him with her head laid on his chest. She listened intently as he spoke, tracing little circles over his abs through his shirt. She was slightly confused, but she didn't want to press him for information he wasn't ready to give. "Oh, I'm... sorry. What was your accident, if you don't mind me asking?" She followed up softly, lifting her gaze to his.

"Oh feel free to come as much as you like. Here, I mean" Matt smiled, adjusting himself slightly so he could lie back a bit more. "Well hopefully that changes soon" he said absentmindedly, staring out the window on the far side of the room. He kept his gaze settled on the outside, watching cars go past, instead of meeting Trixies gaze as he spoke. "Fell from a cliff"he said bluntly, relaying the events suddenly in his brain. "it's not that easy to remember, i hit my head." he added, only half lying. He hit his head, that part was true, but he could remember everything rather vividly-especially the part where he didn't fall. "i know i got stung by a. jellyfish as i landed though. that topped it off" he smiled, biting his lip. He moved her hand gently to his stomach, her fingers grazing the long wound from the sting, the shape looking like he'd been lashed with a whip, though it was red/orange and still looked like it was burning.

"Oh? Dangerous offer for a girl you met a couple days ago." Trixie teased, adjusting as he shifted so that she could settle against him a little better. She blinked at the blunt answer, raising her head and giving him a concerned look. "Oh, god." She murmured softly, raising her hand and gently brushing his hair out of his eyes. After, she rested her hand against his cheek, moving her thumb lightly across his cheekbone. It was her instant reaction to imagining him in pain. She let him move her hand, looking down at the wound with a slight wince. "I'm sorry." She whispered, pressing her lips lightly to his forehead, giving the wound another worried glance, her fingertips hovering where he left them. "Are you- are you sure it fully healed? It doesn't look scarred over, or anything. How long ago did it happen?" She asked, immiediately... concerned. She didn't know why that was her first reaction; after all, she had met this man a few days ago, barely.

"Its not like you have to sleep in the same room as me. Just simply offering a place to stay" Matt said, his tone that of mock innocence. It was hard to really keep the same playful expression and tone though, as the subject moved to the accident as he had explained. He gave a faint smile as she apologised and kissed his forehead, shaking his head slightly. "It's fine. I mean it's happened now, I was probably drunk or something" he said softly, trying to put light on the situation, though that proved a lot harder when she asked if it was healed. "I have no idea if it is or not. You'd assume the hospital would have done something about it so it didn't end up looking like it had just happened, minus the blood" he sighed, looking down at it briefly. "I'll be honest I don't remember. I left hospital recently i think? I was in a very strange coma for..a while. I'm really not sure" he said, rushing his words slightly.

"But it did happen." Trixie said, frowning slightly. She curled closer to him, pressing gentle kisses to various parts of his face as he continued. His cheeks, his forehead, his lips. She went shock still as he mentioned a coma, going quiet and pausing her affection. "Oh. I'm... I'm really sorry, Matteo." She managed softly, the name falling off her tongue out of instinct. She didn't think much of it. She was more concerned over that... very strange coincidence. She chose to keep her own accident to herself, instead pressing a gentle kiss to his lips to distract herself from it.

Matt looked down at the mention of him name, raising his eyebrows. "Did i..tell you that was my full name?" He asked, his tone genuine again. He couldn't remember the past events of who he a day ago, so he didn't think too much of it. Instead he letthe kisses she was passing to him carry on, the faint smile staying on his face. He reciprocated the kiss on his lips a little deeper, resting. a hand on her waist. "Anyway, what else do you wanna talk about? Assuming you're done with this conversation" he said, his words coming off slightly harsh. "And are you sure you're okay? You look..troubled slightly" he said, tilting his head.

Trixie blinked a few times, struggling to think back. He... had? Maybe. She was pretty sure- how else would she have known? "Yeah. Yeah, you did." She nodded lightly, cuddling up to him slightly more. She let out a little sigh and nodded. "Anything, really, is fine. You ask me a question." She said lightly, settling her head under his chin. "I'm fine. I just... don't like imagining you in pain." She said softly, which was partially true. "I mean- people in pain. In general." She added quickly, clearing her throat quietly.

Matt was pretty sure she hadn't been given his actual name, he rarely said it to anyone- but he decided it wa a better to drop that. After all, his memory wasn't exactly the best right now. "And as for the pain thing, i'm fine. It doesn't really hurt anymore. In fact it's just numb now" he smiled, re-resting his head back against the headboard. "I have a slightly personal question, if that's okay" he said after a little while of thinking, his tone coming out a lower whisper than before, his heart racing a little.

"No, but you were in pain, and I don't like that." Trixie huffed stubbornly, beginning to toy with his hair. She blinked at the whisper, lifting her head to tilt it at him. "Of course." She nodded, lightly twisting a tendril of his hair through her fingers.

"Yes but i'm not now" He said, smiling at her playing with his hair again. he inhaled sharply, his mind moving a little faster. "why exactly did you and that..guy break up? he asked, lifting his head to look at her. It wasn't like him to actually ask personal questions, he hated doing anything like that. But this time he was actually curious. If he had the nerves he would ask any question he got about anything to do with relationships, just to make himself jealous.