Matt walks in quietly on his own, one hand on the wall. He hasn't really been on his own since he got here and that's not necessarily a bad thing, but he also wants to be able to at least get around what would become familiar territory on his own. He has a makeshift cane fashioned out of a long stick, and Frank even offered him a dog (no thanks), but he - stubbornly and perhaps unwisely - left it behind on his way here.

Unwise because as Elektra's finished her food and on her way out, Matt walks straight into her and stumbles backwards. He looks startled, flustered, and mildly apologetic.

"Sorry," he blurts out in the general direction where he thinks he person he's walked into might be. It might not even be a person, but it didn't feel like walking into a pillar. He starts to reach out before thinking better of it and curls his fingers back into a loose fist, dropping it to his side as he continues walking.