Matt hesitates at the top of the stairwell, tempted to vault over the railing and come down in front of the guy, cutting him off. He thinks better of, however, not because he's afraid he'll hurt himself (he's never been afraid for himself), but because he doesn't want all this to be over too quickly. It's a little sadistic, maybe, wanting to play cat and mouse, but it's just a game. None of this is real.

Never mind the fact that he'd probably be doing the same damn thing, if it was.

Either way, he starts off again, bounding down the steps two at a time (he can allow himself that, at least, can't let the burglar get away entirely). He pauses again when he clears the outside door, this stop shorter still than the last, and then makes in the direction of jangling loot.

It takes him a few blocks to catch up, longer than it would have otherwise, and if only because the guy is losing speed (so is he, more winded than he should be if he weren't still healing, but he has the advantage of practice), and he almost loses him around a few twists and turns through the city, but he does manage. When he does, he wastes not time dropping to a crouch and kicking a foot out, trying to take the burglar's feet out from under him. It'll keep him from running and give him a minute to catch his breath, he figures.