"What do you mean, support work? Do you think I'm like, into accident insurance claims or something?" Well. At least Matt wasn't asking if he was Iron Fist. Although that would have been really bizarre, considering. "I am an Avenger. Hawkeye? Bow and arrows dude?"
He had kind of forgotten about the blind thing. To be fair, it was because he expected Matt to be able to do it all on his own. But maybe it was kind of shit of him, considering people forgot about how he was deaf and did stupid shit like talked at him when he was sleeping or when he had his head turned.
Off they went toward the elevator, the deaf leading the blind. "Can I call it somewhere inbetween that? They're not like, out to stab you in the face with ghost knives or anything but they're...you know. Not Devon Sawa circa 1995 either." The elevator dinged, the doors opened. "But you know of the Avengers then," he ventured a second later.