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[previously: unbound]
Matt barrels through the door and finds himself in the hallway of the apartment building he'd left behind before being trapped in Milliways.
He takes a moment to get his bearings. Musty carpets, muffled TV's, traffic out on the street-- Russians.
Springing forward, Matt rushes for the stairwell; tackling the staircase several steps at a time and leaping the banister to drop the last flight. His lungs are burning and his heart is drumming loud when he finally makes the street.
The city slams into him: pedestrians and traffic, the caterwauling of sirens, dirty storm drains, and broken bottles reeking in the alleyway. But, no Russians, no car, and no Claire.
Hands on his hips and head tilted back at the sky, Matt struggles to catch his breath through the twin fists of defeat and guilt clamped around his windpipe.
He's lost her.
[dialogue taken from Netflix's Daredevil: 1.4 - In the Blood]
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Date: 2017-06-26 02:24 am (UTC)"I want to believe in what you're doing, I really do... "
"Matthew." His gives her his name with resolve renewed. "My name is Matthew."
She's earned his trust, and thanks to her he's starting to see the bigger picture in what he's doing.
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Date: 2017-06-26 03:06 am (UTC)Mike's name is Matthew.
He's trusting her, here; he's letting her in.
As they sit in silence, knees touching, Matthew's callused hand held between her scraped palms, Claire's heart begins to beat with belief.