Calling Foggy would have been the default. His brain is rerouting to Verity specifically. She makes everything better just being at the other end of the line.

"Not quite? You're very magic. I mean something's happening." Matt has no idea how on the button he is about that. Ugh his overly active stomach makes him shift again.

Die Hard has other virtues besides explosions. "We both don't need headaches. You're plenty resilient. That's true. I won't argue that."

He huffs and takes in the smell, the sound of the trees and chatter. "There's a small stone wall I'm close to. Uh. Gardens. It's up away from that place we got the cushions for the couch."