[Peter had ran into Matt randomly in the tea room — and while he didn't recognize this particular face, he had immediately recognized the name from a particular business card a lawyer handed to him on the street. As Spider-Man, anyway. Now he's just plain ol' civilian Peter Parker, who helped the guy out with the whole riddle thing — kind of super rude, to drag a blind dude into a place that requires so much visual aid, right?
He ends up in the many endless rooms, and his hackles immediately rise at the newspaper on the table that details what a danger Spider-Man is to the public. He couldn't help but wince at the random little things here and there, reminders of his own past and... identity. Thank god the guy's blind, actually. Wait, no, that's rude. Just. You know what he means.
... Wait—
That mask...?
He carefully picks it up, expecting Murdock to not note his motion as he stares it down.
Daredevil...? Is it possible...
Absently:]
Uuhh... Nothing, no.
[He will just. Um. Put it down as quietly as possible.]
We should get out of here before something tries to — eat us or something.
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He ends up in the many endless rooms, and his hackles immediately rise at the newspaper on the table that details what a danger Spider-Man is to the public. He couldn't help but wince at the random little things here and there, reminders of his own past and... identity. Thank god the guy's blind, actually. Wait, no, that's rude. Just. You know what he means.
... Wait—
That mask...?
He carefully picks it up, expecting Murdock to not note his motion as he stares it down.
Daredevil...? Is it possible...
Absently:]
Uuhh... Nothing, no.
[He will just. Um. Put it down as quietly as possible.]
We should get out of here before something tries to — eat us or something.