[ he nods, accepting her explanation up until she hesitates. she can't say the same about-- what? something like recognition flashes in his eyes, the darkness sliding out to greet hers in a silent show of solidarity. frank ducks his head, trying not to smile. he knows jessica jones doesn't go around reassuring people so it's kind of sweet that she's doing it for him, even if he's... you know, himself. ]
Yeah, yeah, yeah. [ frank straightens up a bit and plucks his beer back up to start drinking it down at a faster pace. he said he wouldn't get wasted, but he's not above getting a little shitty with her anyway. ] Don't hold your breath though, OK?
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Yeah, yeah, yeah. [ frank straightens up a bit and plucks his beer back up to start drinking it down at a faster pace. he said he wouldn't get wasted, but he's not above getting a little shitty with her anyway. ] Don't hold your breath though, OK?