"Watch out―" Allen was already reaching out to steady Matt by the elbow, but let his hand fall when the other managed to keep his balance. Still, it's probably a good thing that Tim was now hovering helplessly by the closed door instead of being distracting.

"I mean, do be careful... Anyway, it's quite alright. I know something about messes." Allen knew all about messes. It came from spending much of his adolescent years cleaning up mess after intentional mess, until one day, Cross had vanished (again) and left a hideous mess no one's been able to clean up. It was goddamn typical, is what it was. A shake of his head to clear it, and then he was smiling up at Matt again.

"And I'm sure you'll get him out."