Foggy might have started chewing on his lip, but that wasn't on purpose: he didn't even notice until Matt said "wait, what are you - what are you doing, are you okay?"
"...yes? Crazy man? Nine thousand different senses and you still can't tell -"
"Fine, whatever," and Matt sounded embarrassed, which was actually not okay, fuck, "you just sounded different, it was probably a bad connection -"
"Do not hang up on me Matthew Murdock I will get my Nan to call you back," Foggy said. Even his regular, human, non-enhanced ears heard that one: Matt had sucked in air. A hit! Damn straight; Foggy's Nan was terrifying at eighty and she'd been very much like a grenade when Matt had seen her last, at seventy-five.
"Fine," Matt said, grudgingly.
"Fine," Foggy mocked. Life was too short to hold grudges, though: "Hey, why do you sound all - slurry? Are you really good? Where are you?"
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"...yes? Crazy man? Nine thousand different senses and you still can't tell -"
"Fine, whatever," and Matt sounded embarrassed, which was actually not okay, fuck, "you just sounded different, it was probably a bad connection -"
"Do not hang up on me Matthew Murdock I will get my Nan to call you back," Foggy said. Even his regular, human, non-enhanced ears heard that one: Matt had sucked in air. A hit! Damn straight; Foggy's Nan was terrifying at eighty and she'd been very much like a grenade when Matt had seen her last, at seventy-five.
"Fine," Matt said, grudgingly.
"Fine," Foggy mocked. Life was too short to hold grudges, though: "Hey, why do you sound all - slurry? Are you really good? Where are you?"