[Funny that Stick would be generous with compliments when he wasn't around. Very typical. And the whole ordeal of fighting of The Hand and having a building drop on top of him has put the pain of loss of him on the back burner. Which isn't to say it doesn't exist. That ornery, caustic piece of shit was Matt's teacher. He owes so much to who he is thanks to Stick. Yes, it is complicated.
That isn't even touching the cold, hard truth that Elektra is gone from his life. Again.]
Thanks just--ahhh. [He swallows and squirms before asking for a pause. Danny listens. No admonishments. Maybe those would be better use to him. Tears prickle in his eyes. Cold, open air touching his skin that is a wash of sensation. It makes what is constricted starving for the same even though it smarts.]
Okay.
[And away they would go again until the suit is over. No more Daredevil. What did Matt expect when he let himself go down with the rubble? What's one more death in his life? He is slumped sitting upright and his fingers feel over the fabric draped over him, looking for a distraction.]
Th-thank you. [Gulping air and trying to find a center a point of focus.]
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That isn't even touching the cold, hard truth that Elektra is gone from his life. Again.]
Thanks just--ahhh. [He swallows and squirms before asking for a pause. Danny listens. No admonishments. Maybe those would be better use to him. Tears prickle in his eyes. Cold, open air touching his skin that is a wash of sensation. It makes what is constricted starving for the same even though it smarts.]
Okay.
[And away they would go again until the suit is over. No more Daredevil. What did Matt expect when he let himself go down with the rubble? What's one more death in his life? He is slumped sitting upright and his fingers feel over the fabric draped over him, looking for a distraction.]
Th-thank you. [Gulping air and trying to find a center a point of focus.]