There was a pause before Matt admitted, "No. Not in a good way." He was quick to clarify, lest he seem ungrateful for the morning, for her, for what they shared in the apartment. "I don't regret getting to experience the world more like you do. More like most people do, especially those that are blind. It's good to know what it's all like. It's just..." He tried to find the right words to explain, floundering for a few moments. "I'm used to sensing so much more. To knowing more about the people and world around me. Once Stick introduced me to what I could connect with, the world opened up beyond anything I could have ever imagined. So when it shrinks like this, in some ways, it all feels... not lonely, but isolating?"

He squeezed her arm a little as he held it. "Which isn't to say it's all bad. Like I said, I'm grateful to you, and I won't forget what we shared. I just wouldn't want to live like this forever." He did want his powers to come back, to get to know the world as he'd come to know it for three decades now. There was a pause before he added in a lighter tone, "So why don't you be my eyes for me for right now? Tell me what you see. What you're sensing."