and this the unhappy black shade divineth
When Matt reaches out to make sure the Shadow’s hair hasn’t fallen over his eyes, his palm brushes the Shadow’s forehead. He pauses. There are only two men in this world whose faces he’s touched and both are dead. One hadn’t had a brow like this, more of a prominent ridge that Matt never felt on himself as he grew older. The other was smoother, squarer. Like this one.
Foggy gets Winter Soldiered.
Matt doesn't handle it well.
that so have scorched thee
“Why you?" Foggy’s asking the right question from the wrong perspective. The real question is why him? Why would anyone send Foggy after Daredevil unless they knew? Why would they turn Foggy into this lifeless automaton, so devoid of joy and humanity? Because Vanessa Fisk has an axe to grind, and she evidently wants to wear it down to nothing. "Who are you?"
This time, Foggy has questions.
Matt does his best to answer, but they don't get far.
