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Hello, hello, hello.

"Hello, you've reached the personal voice mailbox of---" "Matt Murdock." "---Please leave a message after the tone!"

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.

My lips are sealed.

[He laughs softly into the phone. Yes, it'd be a good idea to sleep.]

Goodnight, Natasha.

[ How awful it is she enjoys hearing him laugh. She tells herself that because she knows it's actually wonderful. ]

Be careful on your way here.

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