I like to think of them as OUR arrows

"Kate, we're in a dream version of Paris. I can see you with my own two eyes. I don't think 'too much' is really the measuring stick here," Matt teased her as he alternated petting Lucky and Sam. Ella was content to be curled up on his shoulder. "I think you should wear whatever you want to wear right now. What do you want to remember having on, what will make you feel comfortable? I get to see you no matter what, so it's all the same to me." Matt wasn't an extravagant, fancy guy. He liked his smart suits and his Daredevil attire, that was what made him feel comfortable and confident. He wanted that for Kate, too. If she felt at home in this moment in jeans, in Luke's dress, in her Hawkeye gear, or something else entirely? Matt would support that for her. "Either way I get your company and I get a croissant, so I'm going to be happy."