( Matt does have his interests down, doesn't he? in fact it is a little shameful how easily his head rolls into scientific inquiry, and sorting through the knowledge he has on fight-or-flight instincts, the body's natural defenses against pain. he's done a little research on it, because of course he has. he's had a lot of need to know about natural defenses and reflexes these days. )

You do it on purpose? I get numb, but only after a few hits. It's like... it's like I can't let myself feel them, because then they'll slow me down. ( Peter doesn't feel as articulate as Matt is, so he doesn't put his point across quite as clearly. still, of all people, Matt should get what he's trying to say. it might be helpful if he could numb himself before the first hit even happens, instead of taking enough that they didn't register the same. maybe he'll ask about how Matt does it... when he's not bleeding to death.

he's making better time on the stitches now, something about Matt's voice makes it easy to concentrate. considering the state he's in, it's even and calm. comforting. well, until he mentions his dad, that is. Peter glances at his face, noting the line of his mouth and the look in eyes that couldn't see anything. ) He was a boxer, right? Why would he throw a fight?