[ Plausible deniability? Of course, because he didn't leave that behind with a whole lot of other things, like his sanity, when he discovered Matt enjoyed wearing spandex and running around on rooftops. If only it had been some kind of weird fetish. He could have worked with it a lot easier and set Matt up in some 'groups' for that sort of thing. Safer ones than what he found himself in now, of course.

Lips curled up, he set down the box of matches to go and help Matt with the mattress. The closer he moved to it, the more his eyes started to sting. The smell nearly consumed him but he tried his best to not look too bothered by it. ]

No, I don't want the police to investigate! Who do you think they'll blame for this? [ Certainly not the one who couldn't even SEE. ] We'll just chuck the katana in the river and be done with it. Trying to transfer it to Colleen might be too risky of a thing to do.

[ When they made it up to the roof, Foggy let out a displeased groan. ]

You need to electrify your windows and everything. Then we can just have one boring night in. That's all I ask. Something without blood and death.