Suddenly, Matt's fingers are around Tim's wrist, stopping him, and Tim goes still. The grip isn't tight, not off-putting. Just confusing. For a moment, he think Matt just wants to be more in control, and it's not like Tim would complain about that. That, generally, is something he welcomes completely.

But then Matt speaks, and Tim's brows arch mildly.

"Fishin' for compliments, Murdock?"

He doesn't wait for an answer before complying, though. He drops his voice, and repeats what he said in the same exact tone, same murmur, same volume.

"Could say the same thing about your ass."

This time, he's watching Matt's expression more closely.