[There are times when it seems as though Danny is still a boy walking around with a man's body and face. Colleen cares for him deeply. She always will. Right now dealing with his latest whimsy, with Murdock here when he should have been--maybe even might have been--dead.
Matt's unseeing eyes move from the ceiling to where he can hear Danny. He can hear again. He can smell again. Still there's awful tinges of what his senses had gone through. Ash, cinder, dirt, water and blood all in bits. Breathing in clean air and smelling incense and now spices let him appreciate the recovered range.]
How do I feel?
[Even speaking softly he's incredulous, his voice breaking a little.]
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Matt's unseeing eyes move from the ceiling to where he can hear Danny. He can hear again. He can smell again. Still there's awful tinges of what his senses had gone through. Ash, cinder, dirt, water and blood all in bits. Breathing in clean air and smelling incense and now spices let him appreciate the recovered range.]
How do I feel?
[Even speaking softly he's incredulous, his voice breaking a little.]
...I should be dead.