( Matt looks surprised for a second, he thought he won this mess. If there was a winner to be had. When Peter asks that heartbreaking question, Matt yanks his hands away. ) You didn't kill anyone on purpose. You made a mistake, maybe-- maybe, but you didn't set out to murder someone.

( He thinks about maybe sharing how Elektra slit a boy's throat several feet from where they sat. She was upset afterwards, like she was the one who was hurt, not did the hurting. If he can get his mitts away from Peter, he'll use them to again pull Peter to him. )

You and I are in the same business. I can protect myself. And I know you can protect your ass. Your cute, round ass. ( A smile, trying to extinguish the seriousness of this conversation. He considers what he'd do if Fisk got out again. He'd somehow use his lawyer powers to convince Peter to leave the state. Easy. )