[ Frustrated and more than a little worried, Foggy threw his hands up into the air. Nothing about this made any sense but in a way he should have expected it. Things were always mixed up and just plain weird with them, especially with the kind of company Matt tended to attract towards him. To think he used to be miffed with how others were so naturally drawn to him.

Letting out a breath to try and calm himself, Foggy also took a few steps back. The smell kept the waves of nausea a steady force and he didn't want to add to the - mess. Plus, he never liked others fussing over him, it made him feel incapable. He knew how stupid that was. ]

So, what you're telling me is someone has the capabilities to not die and can come back to life. You really do love your kung fu movie metaphors.

[ He couldn't help the comments, really. ]

Look, let's clean up and try to fortify your place after.