Of course I would. I never wanted to leave. [Nowhere else without the lifeblood of New York, without the constant vibrations of trains running underground and water tanks rattling on windy rooftops would ever really feel like home. Mornings without coffees and bagels, without people walking into him and blaming him for being blind - it's a big change. And yet.]

But if it's between the Kitchen and Elektra. [Matt swallows and blinks slowly.] I want to be with Elektra.