Matt knows that. He got clothes that fit and a gift to assemble for a complete stranger he'd never met before, and he knew they didn't come from Elektra. Maybe they just can make things appear somehow but he doesn't want to think about someone who can do that, who could possibly somehow move around his own home without him even knowing.

He picks up one of the files and turns it over in his hand, gently running his fingertips over it. "Maybe just something small to start with?" As useless as a decorative ornament or paperweight or whatever might be, it's at least safer to start with than going ambitiously for something ridiculously complicated.