[ the understanding in alex's voice squirms its way under his skin and he realizes... he's not about to lose his friend. something like relief comes over him then, remembering what it was like seeing matt bleeding out in the hall short hours ago. thinking saving him would end his own life onboard, but that didn't matter. not when he probably owes daredevil so much more than matt even realizes. ]

If this whole story becomes common knowledge like it is back home... you don't have to defend me. In fact, don't even get involved. It's- well, everyone's got their own goddamn opinion about what I did there. About what kind of man I am. Everything from my face on t-shirts to people who'd burn down my house if I didn't already myself.