That and everybody thought you blew up a bunch of buildings and shot some cops. [The thought's a stray thing, and the second Foggy realizes it's been broadcasted he lets out a small groan.] I'm gonna be so glad when we can figure out how to shut this off.
[Yeah, it does, in fact, still hurt. Foggy's mostly gotten over it by now, he meant it when he said he wanted to move forward, but there's still a part of him that wonders. And it's not like he enjoys lying to Karen about it, either.]
Yeah, it was--pretty bad. Serious injury, bleeding on the floor bad. [It's weird, knowing that there's a world where he's used to Matt's senses and world-on-fire/radar sense thing, where he doesn't feel the need to describe their surroundings, where he's used to Matt being Daredevil. Where he's sick and he needs chemo, and wow that thought makes his stomach churn with worry.
It's not going to happen to him. Right?]
Hm. [Holding up three fingers.] Hey, radar sense me, how many fingers am I holding up?
[It's a lot more joking than the last time he asked that question, that's for sure.]
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[Yeah, it does, in fact, still hurt. Foggy's mostly gotten over it by now, he meant it when he said he wanted to move forward, but there's still a part of him that wonders. And it's not like he enjoys lying to Karen about it, either.]
Yeah, it was--pretty bad. Serious injury, bleeding on the floor bad. [It's weird, knowing that there's a world where he's used to Matt's senses and world-on-fire/radar sense thing, where he doesn't feel the need to describe their surroundings, where he's used to Matt being Daredevil. Where he's sick and he needs chemo, and wow that thought makes his stomach churn with worry.
It's not going to happen to him. Right?]
Hm. [Holding up three fingers.] Hey, radar sense me, how many fingers am I holding up?
[It's a lot more joking than the last time he asked that question, that's for sure.]