I like to think of them as OUR arrows

A single arrow. Barton? Frank only knew the man in passing, heard he'd retired. Sounded fake to Frank, but that wasn't his business. Instead he focused on Kate and her story, what she'd done when rising from the rubble. It was like the inverse of his story. He'd lost his kids, Kate had lost a parent. "Yeah. That'd fuck anyone up at least a little." He paused, because he wasn't very good at this shit. He didn't say he was sorry, because sorry meant nothing. "I'm sure your dad would be proud of you wanting to help out. World needs people like you two."

He raised his voice then. "You hear that, Red? It's the only compliment you're ever getting from me."

Matt left the bedroom, smiling a little. He had his clubs already in his hand, one of which he spins lazily to warm up. "Where would our coffee industry be without you, Frank? The feeling's mutual. You're a good man when you want to be."

Frank made a face. "Ugh, let's cut this sentimental shit."

"Sure? Kate and I can talk about our feelings for hours."

"Yeah, I heard you're dating a shrink now. Good for you, maybe you'll figure out why you're shit talking to a guy who's shot you in the head before."

Matt turned to Kate. "He didn't kill me. I think he liked me even then. Frank, maybe after this, we can all find small animals to pet and talk about all the other good things and people in the world."

A gun was waved right in his face as Frank mockingly prayed. "God that doesn't exist, let the assholes barge down the door right now or I'm gonna shoot him first." The barrel pressed on his head, turning it aside as Frank went to stand catty-corner across the room from the door, hidden on the balcony but with a good vantage spot. He was in position.

Matt chuckled. "I'm gonna go on the roof. Keep an ear out." He touched Kate's shoulder on his way, giving her a small nod. "You do, you know. Save a lot of little yous in the world. I'm sure of it." He gave her shoulder a squeeze and then vaulted onto the rooftop. He stood waiting. Waiting.

Footsteps, heavy and certain. An easy break into Matt's apartment that looked empty. At first.

CRASH.

Matt broke through the skylights, landing in the middle of the room. Screams and shots began to fill the space, with Matt keeping steady track of Frank and Kate's heartbeats throughout the fight.

[OOC: I'm not great at action scenes so I tend to gloss over a lot of it. However, feel free to add in whatever details you want! I figure the general vibe of the fight would stay the same but I am totally down for that arrow through the hand and things like that. <3]