Matt’s feeling a little too damsel in distress when Foggy, who can fucking fly apparently, deposits him on a rooftop and floats up after what sounds like a really dramatic action movie happens below.
“So,” he says, trying to act casual and unimpressed, leaning into Foggy’s body which is warm and somewhat out of breath but–immensely comforting. “How did you get this gig? Is there an application process?”
Foggy’s laugh is sweet and Matt’s smiling when Foggy asks, “Do you have an unexpected superpowers reveal in the cards, too?”