'Matt' had listened to Haru sing with a bit of awe, amazed that someone could think of something like that to comfort themselves after a harsh time, especially after the death of loved ones. I didn't know that Haru lost his entire family.. he thought, looking down a bit. We're the same in that aspect, huh?
At Cyra's comment he sighed a bit and leaned against the wall, looking up at the blurred ceiling. "You can say that again."
[[This RP is before "The Job" btw :U]]