"I'm pretty sure everyone is." Except maybe Tony, if only to a certain degree. He, at least, understands how it feels, having people practically sit on you and tell you not to move. "But I need to get back out there."
He's losing ground on Fisk, giving him time to settle, to reorient. He can't have that. He can't let him get away. He needs to be out there, tracking the man running Fisk's heroin trade, shutting that down, pushing him back into the corner he so obviously was managing before if he'd felt the need to throw another ninja at him. He needs -- to let it go, if only for now. Foggy, he --
He shakes his head, lets out a breath, and takes another sip of his water. He takes a moment to reorient himself, and when he manages, he simply repeats, "I need to get back out there," calmer, now.
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He's losing ground on Fisk, giving him time to settle, to reorient. He can't have that. He can't let him get away. He needs to be out there, tracking the man running Fisk's heroin trade, shutting that down, pushing him back into the corner he so obviously was managing before if he'd felt the need to throw another ninja at him. He needs -- to let it go, if only for now. Foggy, he --
He shakes his head, lets out a breath, and takes another sip of his water. He takes a moment to reorient himself, and when he manages, he simply repeats, "I need to get back out there," calmer, now.