[There was something about the sound of fists hitting a punching bag that took Matt back to when he was eight. Listening to his father working the bag as he trained.
Despite his lack of sight, his sensitive ears could tell whoever was hitting was doing it well. In fact, he's surprised the bag can hold up to that much abuse. Or that the person hasn't busted a knuckle or two.
But he doesn't interrupt, just listens as he stands near the exit.]
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Despite his lack of sight, his sensitive ears could tell whoever was hitting was doing it well. In fact, he's surprised the bag can hold up to that much abuse. Or that the person hasn't busted a knuckle or two.
But he doesn't interrupt, just listens as he stands near the exit.]