[Matt drops his head when Peter talks about just how delighted he isn't. He licks his teeth-- his mouth tastes coppery. His shoulders shrug and that causes him to hiss.] You don't have armor, Peter. If it can cut through my suit, it would have sliced you open. [No, he doesn't see it ironic when he's pretty much bleeding out from being sliced.]

Y-You, I know you've dodged bullets but these guys... these guys need someone to hit them a little harder than you do-- [FUCK MATT SHUT UP.]