Yeah, she adds to the sounds, but Matt has been around enough squealing cars to recognize that the woman driving this car is in control of it at least.

He's not sure how many specifics to give her. He generally navigates these halls by feel. He hasn't figured out how everything looks to navigate by sight.

At least it's effective.

He nods a little. He knows where to buy things on the black market and chocolate is easy enough. He's got the credits at least.

Closer counts. Once he gets away from this mess, he can find HQ on his own. He gets into the car and shuts the door quickly. He also buckles his seat belt because he's seen the way Parker drives.

"Matt Murdock," he introduces himself. "Thanks for stopping."