The touch grounds him just enough not to go spiralling out, but before he can protest that he doesn't know Matt at all—he's never met anyone named Matt Murdock or even just a lawyer named Matt— his vision is swimming and his belly doing nauseous flops at what he hears next.

"That's- that's my name. The name I took, after..." After everything changed. He needs to get it together, think this through. Matt is right, it has something to do with the way this place works. He's not crazy, at least, no crazier than before. "That's my name."

The thought of anyone else taking it is enough to send him over the edge on its own.