[ his face screws up at the word. obligation. is that really why she thinks he's saved her ass so many times? after... after everything they've been through? frank drops his gaze when she attempts to hold it. he has a white-knuckle-grip on his cup as she drops the second bombshell. feelings. he was happy to see her a second ago and now he just wants to run out of the room. ]
Do you think I owe you, Karen? [ turnabout's fair play, right? he looks up slowly, his gaze critical. he burned down his house, she of all people knows he doesn't have obligations anymore. and certainly not to her. ]
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Do you think I owe you, Karen? [ turnabout's fair play, right? he looks up slowly, his gaze critical. he burned down his house, she of all people knows he doesn't have obligations anymore. and certainly not to her. ]