( Matt is extremely unversed in the supernatural. back home, there were occasional aliens striking down in Times Swuare. there was that psychopath with mind control powers in Manhattan for a bit. true and genuine magic is still hard for him to wrap his head around. she's told him some of what the Hand is capable, hell, he's experienced plenty here in Beacon. still, the idea of his memory being encapsulated in a stone and falling from the sky? that's a hell of a thought to wrap his head around.
he's silent a moment. he's not mad at her, not really. it isn't her fault, hell, he's the one that handed it to her. if he knew, would he have? even with the promise of honesty, nothing held back? probably not. not because it's a secret, he'd tell her plain how the accident happened if she ever asked. more that it's not an experience he would want anyone to live. not even Wilson Fisk quite deserved to watch life fade away from him as his father desperately begged for someone to save what was already gone.
his hand tenses, just a moment, before he rubs a spot between her shoulder blades. an attempt to comfort, though there's probably no good way to relax after living a moment like that one. )
It's just a memory. ( is that a fair description? maybe. maybe not. certainly not for him. but he wants to lessen the vice of terror in her voice, and hopefully for her, that's all it has to be. )
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he's silent a moment. he's not mad at her, not really. it isn't her fault, hell, he's the one that handed it to her. if he knew, would he have? even with the promise of honesty, nothing held back? probably not. not because it's a secret, he'd tell her plain how the accident happened if she ever asked. more that it's not an experience he would want anyone to live. not even Wilson Fisk quite deserved to watch life fade away from him as his father desperately begged for someone to save what was already gone.
his hand tenses, just a moment, before he rubs a spot between her shoulder blades. an attempt to comfort, though there's probably no good way to relax after living a moment like that one. )
It's just a memory. ( is that a fair description? maybe. maybe not. certainly not for him. but he wants to lessen the vice of terror in her voice, and hopefully for her, that's all it has to be. )