You met relatively recently, when he came to the basement of an abandoned sports complex where he liked to train and came across you. A very awkward meeting, two people trying to justify to each other about their intentions to simply maintain their physical fitness. Why in an abandoned hall? Well, so as not to be distracted, and just not go to a crowded place - this is the excuse you agreed on. From that day on, you agreed to train together. You didn’t know about his blindness at all, and didn’t think about it. He was even good in close combat. Today Matt was late, you were about to leave when suddenly he appeared in the aisle. You could see his face as the guy got closer. The weak, dead light of the lamps made it possible to see a split eyebrow and lip, also a black eye. "Hey, what's wrong with your face?" You asked cautiously in surprise. “I fell, tripped and fell, so I was late.” it didn't sound very convincing, but there was no choice, you have to believe it