It's been two weeks.
Digging has stopped. Life continues.
A Lawyer, a PI, a Billionaire and a Barber walked into a building...
The joke is on him.
"I'd be disbarred"
He won't be disbarred. Nobody will face any consequences for the entire fuckup. Hogarth, Chao and Benowitz at your service.
"I'm trying to help you keep your two lives seperate"
Who was he kidding? He was trying to save his own skin. No... That also wasn't it. Not entirely.
He wanted, no needed, Matt to choose him. To fearlessly (man without fear?) pick him, save him. Leave the fate of the city for those whose friends didn't care.
Or were those friends the ones who did care enough?
"The people in this building need to always, and only, see you as a lawyer"
He needed to see him as a lawyer. Not a catholic devil. Not a superhero - for he never was a superhero.
Foggy wanted his friend to be a lawyer. A man. A normal (blind but normal) man. No super powers. No guilt. No world on fire.
"That's what family is for"
They have not been family for a long time.
Were they ever family?
"I was giving him a chance to close the door for good"
I closed the door for him. He was never going through that door again.
(He'll never come through any door again)
"I think we'll get Matt back"
We never had him.
"Keep fighting the good fight for him"
There is no more fighting. I never fought for him in life. How can I fight for him in death?
"Maybe"
Yeah...
"Maybe"
