fightlikehell | Hello, hello, hello.

Mmm "consultation". Hope you don't plan on charging me...

Free of charge for putting up with me.

[ That gets another soft laugh. ]

Good thing I also like your voice.

I like yours too.

[ She feels her cheeks start to warm a little at that. ]

Is that why you called? Or is that just easier for you?

Don't go thinking texting is hard on me.

[He laughs a little.]

I like the sound of your voice.

Oh, I'm learning a lot about you, Mr. Murdock.

[ He's managing to debunk many of her assumptions and she couldn't be happier about it. ]

And just wait till you hear my singing voice.

A scarce few can say the same. I'm... simple once you figure it all out.

[Which can be damning and true.]

...wait. You mean to tell me that you sing too? What exactly are you unable to do?

Nah, I don't believe that. I think there's a lot more to you than you let on.

[ She's tired and can't really be bothered to censor herself. But she does laugh again, ]

I was joking, I can't sing.

In our lifetime I believe we're many people. People we need to be, people we choose to be.

[Late night philosophy? There is no better time.]

No? Everyone can sing. Most people not very well.

That's...

[ Pretty deep, Mr. Murdock. ]

pretty true.

[ She knows better than most what it's like to put on masks for other people. ]

I'm the rare exception of "can't sing at all".

[He hopes that little statements like this will cushion the blow later. Lying to her, lying period is not easy for him no matter how accomplished he's become.]

I also think we become people who others need us to be.

[His voice drops softer as he nearly loses himself in the thought.]

... I just can't believe that.

I think that happens to a lot of people...

[ Especially if they fall in love with someone else. But best not to think about that after what happened with Bruce. ]

Matty, we've already been down the road of your ability to believe all sorts of things. Need I remind you?

[ Adding, ]

You're just trying to get me to sing.

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I hear tell.

[And have experienced too. Who would he be if Hell's Kitchen didn't have a need for Daredevil? If Matt didn't need Daredevil?]

I'd be happy to demonstrate the ability to sing but not well so go on and tell me if your singing is like that.

[He clears his throat and feels his face warm at his own audacity.]

Blackbird singing in the dead of night, take these broken wings and learn to flyy all your life. You were only waiting for this moment to arrive.

[ She grins wide at him singing and tries to clap the side of her hand in applause. ]

A Beatles man. See? I continue to learn more and more.

Now and then yes.

[He smiles and sighs.]

I'm not going to Carnegie Hall any time soon.

I think you sound pretty good.

[ Meaning: she's heard worse. ]

How does it compare to yours?

[ She sighs through her nose at that as she rolls onto her back. He's persistent even when he sounds half-awake.

Fine, she's hot in the face as she bites the bullet and starts singing. Clears her throat some before softly, almost a too soft, the pace of the song slow: ]

I'm lying on the moon
My dear, I'll be there soon
It's a quiet and starry place
Times we're swallowed up
In space we're here a million miles away.

[ She closes her eyes as she continues, trying to remember if she's ever sang to anyone like this before. Or felt this nervous while doing so. ]

There's things I wish I knew
There's no thing I'd keep from you
It's a dark and shiny place
But with you my dear
I'm safe and we're a million miles away

[Laying back, warm and comfortable with the delicate tune coming through the line is a pleasure he had never imagined. Matt's lips curl in a smile and he stays quiet almost a moment too long.]

I promise I didn't fall a sleep.

[He laughs a little and rubs an eye with the heel of his hand.]

You're too hard on yourself, Natasha. Whoever told you you can't sing at all might be deaf.

[ She reaches up and covers her face, giving a mixture of a groan and laugh. ]

Let's just pretend that never happened, yeah?

Aww.

[It's the sound of real disappointment.]

I mean, I will if you really want me to...

[ She gives a long suffering sigh, arm flopping back onto bed. She doesn't need to hear your disappointment, Murdock. ]

I don't know. Can you keep a secret?

[That's not a sound he wants to unhear. Maybe he can get a chance to hear it in person. That's what adds to the very vocal notion that if they pretend it never happened he can't have an encore.]

For you I can keep a secret, yes.

Fine. Speak of this to no one.

[ Adding, smiling now, ]

Goodnight, Matthew.

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