Clint made quick work of the phone and got it to a point where Matt could deal with any other settings that he needed to change in time. But he supposed he'd figure that out in time - was there even anyone here that he'd want to? Well maybe Clint, but that was going to be a little weird maybe? To sort of know him and not know him.
"Not crazy like this," He said shaking his head, aliens in New York were one thing, and there were crazy guys out there trying to kill the president at times and all sorts of things, but none of it was being pulled to some alternate reality where people from other alternate realities were also being held and no one seemed to know how to get back home again? This was something else entirely - but then maybe it was the same sort of crazy that was a blind guy who spent his nights as a vigilante.
He sighed softly, "I ah - I get the impression that there's something you're not saying." He said finally, not sure what it was, "I don't know if it's about this place, or about where you're from or where I'm from. I just kind of feel like maybe, considering what is happening right now, you could probably tell me." He paused for a beat, "If you wanted."