"Wow, just thirty-eight years - that's practically within my lifetime." Practically only because Matt couldn't actually imagine a future where he lived that long. Sure he was trying, giving up the suit, but he could feel the itch, he could hear the screams of people who needed him, he didn't know how long it was going to last. Being here though - well that changed things, though if he was here he couldn't be there. So all of it was a little up in the air at this point. But he could still appreciate the idea of that, a possible future that pushed them further out in the universe. It was its own kind of exciting.
He smiled as Amos told him about his dad to, though it slipped a little as he continued telling matt about how his dad not only tended to be a little on the less than legal side himself but pushed Amos into some of that too. "I wonder if I'd have gone down the same path as my dad if I hadn't had my accident." And in many ways he had if he was being honest with himself. It wasn't just about what he could do, about helping people, it was an outlet one that he wasn't sure he could walk away from.
His dad had wanted more for him though, Matt was trying to be more - but he didn't know if he had it in him. Despite his best attempts.
"Yeah? My friend is good at that," He admitted, "Foggy's his name, I ah - I'm better at defense, but Foggy, he's great at all of it." Better than Matt in more ways than he could count, he'd be great at interstellar mediation. "I don't know that it's going to do any of us any good here, my skills I mean. But you know sometimes that's just the way it goes. It's probably good for me that I'm sort of useless here." He could just imagine how much Foggy and Karen both would like this for him.