Why, though? You just don't like the sound of it?

Well no, I do need a razor. I was thinking about head hair, not face hair. I do need to shave my beard. I don't really want the shipwrecked hermit look.

It doesn't sound inherently young to me, but I was just curious why you didn't like it. Nothing wrong with not liking it or feeling that way about it.

That's sweet of you to say, but I don't like when it gets unkempt. [A beat.] Why does my hair need gel?

So it's what a five year old you were called, got it. I think it sounds like a very sweet nickname for your dad to have had for you, Kate. I promise not to use it, then. So it can stay a thing between you two.

I want the blood on my shirts to say devil not crazed hermit. [He knows she's teasing.] My style's getting old? I thought it was timeless.

I won't tell him. I think it makes sense that it might be okay for him to do it, though. He's not your dad, nobody could take that place, but he is family to you now.

They do not look like cat ears. Not a single cat has claimed me as their own. Who is gonna style my hair with gel? It can't be left in my hands, they're not capable.

It doesn't sound crazy. Family can be more than blood. And people you can count on might not take the place of people who are gone, but still fill some of the parts that were lost.

My suit guy wouldn't do me dirty like that. I bring him gelato sometimes, too. [Matt tries to picture asking Heather to do his hair in a new style.] I dunno. Maybe. [Giving Matt a head rub, he can certainly picture Heather doing that. Being silly with hairstyles... he's not certain she'll see the appeal in being silly. Maybe he's wrong.]

I guess it's a tricky thing, isn't it? The parasocial thing. I've had people tell me that I've changed their lives, and I haven't always known their names. I guess that... if something I've done has inspired someone to live a better life, then it seems like it should be all right? Which it sounds like you've done with your original relationship with Clint. I'd imagine that's what he wants, partly why he ever suited up in the first place. To make a difference.

I can introduce you. [A beat.] You mean new with my hair? I don't think I've ever done anything really new. I just tell my barber to make me look good and trust him. I'm sure he's made some tweaks over the years to keep me in some semblance of current style.

It's made me feel guilty sometimes I guess. To not know the names and stories of those people. Most of the time they're really sweet and aren't demanding or anything, I just feel bad because I'm me. And how do you know that you haven't made a difference like that already? You've helped a lot of people by now.

I will. I trust you, and I'd rather you have better armor. Or at least the option of it. Hell, you might know my LA guy. Luke Jacobson? I guess he designs regular outfits for superheroes and celebrities too, and he must go to all the parties because when I'm there he's trying to get me to go to parties. He says I need to network better. ... and now you're sounding like him with the t-shirts. What's wrong with button ups?

Do you really think the people you've helped all get collective amnesia afterwards? I'm pretty sure it doesn't work like that.

Not kidding. He does good work. And I'm glad my t-shirts have the seal of approval.

They saw what you did no matter what you're called. If you tell them in the moment you're Hawkeye, I bet they remember it. What stuck first though was the action, as it should.

I will take your word on the dress. I can verify that he makes good suits. I can move well in the ones he's designed. And I didn't ask for details on the parties. He just said I should go with him and network. I said I was busy with a case. Which I was.

I wear sneakers when I go to the gym.

I was called the Devil of Hell's Kitchen for a long time before Daredevil started, so just give it some time for the name to stick. You're memorable no matter what.

Kirsten already whores me out about twice a year to take on money cases. To make up for my pro bono work. We can visit Luke, though.

I can assure you that I will never be talking about expensive collection sneakers. If I'm wearing sneakers it's because I'm dressing down very casually and I don't need collection anything for that.

Yeah. By that time I'd pretty much accepted what I was.

You're sounding like Kirsten right now. I know, I know, I need to compromise.

I feel like if I wore sneakers with a suit I'd look like an asshole. Like those sad techbro dudes. I can hear them wearing sneakers.

The New York Bulletin came up with it. I can't remember the writer in particular. It's a little goofy, I know, but it's better than the Devil of Hell's Kitchen.

I can honestly say that I do not care in the slightest about celebrities. I care if someone's done something great for the world, and I'll admire that good deed, but I do not give a shit if they're well known or not and I don't care what they have for breakfast or where they go on vacation.

Nah, those assholes only wear flipflops. I'm with the good, hardworking masses of the world who need shoes that can both work in a courtroom and running on a rooftop on occasion.

I like it. How did Clint come up with Hawkeye?

I will consider someone rich and deserving of my talents. I already have one wealthy asshole we have to represent, I can only take one at a time. Although if they're a client, I can't take a loan from them. That's unethical.

Not just me. Most of the world isn't millionaires and billionaires, Kate. I'm not isolated in not being that.