[ he glances at the man in question and thinks his face looks better than his right now but - whose doesn't, right? frank turns back to her, still confused, but maybe looking at her differently this time around. ]
I assumed you had something to ask me. About a case, or... I dunno, it's a small town.
[ hell's kitchen that is. jessica jones doesn't seem the gossiping type, but frank castle sure as fuck is. her reaction to the state of him makes more sense now, he probably couldn't even hold his intestines inside long enough to fuck her at this rate. give him a few weeks, he's terrifyingly resilient. ]
Sorry to waste your time. [ he takes a sip - what? he's at least going to finish his drink. ]
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I assumed you had something to ask me. About a case, or... I dunno, it's a small town.
[ hell's kitchen that is. jessica jones doesn't seem the gossiping type, but frank castle sure as fuck is. her reaction to the state of him makes more sense now, he probably couldn't even hold his intestines inside long enough to fuck her at this rate. give him a few weeks, he's terrifyingly resilient. ]
Sorry to waste your time. [ he takes a sip - what? he's at least going to finish his drink. ]