[ Maybe not, but it would make him no less willing to know the magnitude of such a task. He did become the Iron Fist, after all. Many dismissed him as unworthy as an outsider, i it only made him strive for it more. Danny shelves his own emotions at the moment. He still feels a great amount of guilt for leaving Matt in the first place though he was pressed to. As for whether or not he should be here? Clearly there is something otherworldly looking out for him. Whether it is by Matt's own beliefs in a higher power or Danny's, who can say for sure?

Danny shifts up to sit on his knees as his friend moves, and supports him as best as he's able. He finds himself rubbing at the fabric of the suit at Matt's shoulder, and reaches up to cascade fingers lightly along his temple. Reminiscent of the last gesture his mother offered him. ]

I'll see if I can get it for you. If we can't unzip it, we'll have to cut it off. I have clothes.

[ He says it matter of factly, like this is something they might do every day. He's nonplussed by the idea of sharing his things. Leaning back a little, he tries the zipper, and manages to get it down a little more. Slow but sure, steady pressure and not rushing, it's giving way to reveal skin. ]

Let me know if it's too much.