"Your loss," Matt tells him, trying for flippancy. He touches his fingers to the bandages again, gesturing rather than picking, this time. "At this point, it'd probably be pretty easy to get."

He pauses, that said, loses the smile, however thin, he managed when he said all of that, and shakes his head. He's still not sure if he can, in good conscience, tie them to his bullshit. He's not sure this won't become another case of what happened with Stick (though, he trusts the Avengers a hell of a lot more than he ever trusted him). He -- needs to talk this out with someone. Foggy, maybe. Maybe Father Lantom, when he's not on house arrest anymore.

Either way and finally, he answers, "Let me get back to you on that."