I guess so? How that all played out is something I'm not entirely clear about.
[He'd had...other things to deal with at the time.]
Around that time, Foggy and I had a falling out. Again. The Spot- do you remember him?- got dragged into a plan concocted by Bullseye to get to me. They planted my dad's- [oh this is hard to say.] - his gloves, and his bones, in my desk. Of course I didn't know how they got there, and of course Foggy thought I was cracking up. So he fired me. It was after they brought...[Deep breath.] brought Milla back to my apartment from the hospital that you got involved. I asked Foggy to check on her. Of course by the time he got to her ward she was back in her room. So he chewed me out, told me I needed help. Then he went to my girlfriend, who was at that time an assistant D.A., and told her that I was Daredevil. That he thought I was a danger to myself and to everyone around me. When she couldn't get the D.A.'s office to listen, she contacted you. How, I have absolutely no idea.
[He really should have asked her about that. But he supposes now she just could have left a message for Peter Parker at Horizon.]
I come back to pick up the pieces, having conclusively proved that I was not actually crazy, and you called me out in the street. You said "Surrender, or prepare for battle!" or something equally awful and forced me to run into a nearby alley to ditch my clothes and fight you. You forced a fight. But all the signs said it was you. I know you. It was your voice, your heartbeat. Your godawful posture. I thought at the time, mind control, maybe? You were just silent the whole time we were fighting. And you called me "Hornedhead."
[Which was just fucking strange.]
We were interrupted by Stilt-Man, in what has to be the only time I have actually been happy to see that idiot. We took him down, and I tried to explain. You seemed to get it. You made at least one joke. When I asked if you needed to talk about something, you said you were fine. But I don't know, buddy. There was a moment when I needed you- I was falling out of a helicopter with two civilians- and I kept shouting for a net...and for a second or two, I seriously wasn't sure you'd do it.
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[He'd had...other things to deal with at the time.]
Around that time, Foggy and I had a falling out. Again. The Spot- do you remember him?- got dragged into a plan concocted by Bullseye to get to me. They planted my dad's- [oh this is hard to say.] - his gloves, and his bones, in my desk. Of course I didn't know how they got there, and of course Foggy thought I was cracking up. So he fired me. It was after they brought...[Deep breath.] brought Milla back to my apartment from the hospital that you got involved. I asked Foggy to check on her. Of course by the time he got to her ward she was back in her room. So he chewed me out, told me I needed help. Then he went to my girlfriend, who was at that time an assistant D.A., and told her that I was Daredevil. That he thought I was a danger to myself and to everyone around me. When she couldn't get the D.A.'s office to listen, she contacted you. How, I have absolutely no idea.
[He really should have asked her about that. But he supposes now she just could have left a message for Peter Parker at Horizon.]
I come back to pick up the pieces, having conclusively proved that I was not actually crazy, and you called me out in the street. You said "Surrender, or prepare for battle!" or something equally awful and forced me to run into a nearby alley to ditch my clothes and fight you. You forced a fight. But all the signs said it was you. I know you. It was your voice, your heartbeat. Your godawful posture. I thought at the time, mind control, maybe? You were just silent the whole time we were fighting. And you called me "Hornedhead."
[Which was just fucking strange.]
We were interrupted by Stilt-Man, in what has to be the only time I have actually been happy to see that idiot. We took him down, and I tried to explain. You seemed to get it. You made at least one joke. When I asked if you needed to talk about something, you said you were fine. But I don't know, buddy. There was a moment when I needed you- I was falling out of a helicopter with two civilians- and I kept shouting for a net...and for a second or two, I seriously wasn't sure you'd do it.