At one point, she had a handle on this conversation but if she felt herself lose it she's now watching it spring to the horizon line. A tic illuminates the hinge of her jaw, teeth clenched.
"Hello?" she asks, exasperated stare swivelling between Kamala and Kamala's mom. Her arms come loose of each other, forearms gesturing wide to indicate the mess they are both looking at. "What about the part where you nearly drowned? Because of me." Then to Frank, even though it's actually to Kamala, "Or the time I strapped you to a gurney with goddamn table legs?" Because she failed to complete the mission she gave him and let him fall into Kilgrave's clutches. It's hardly her trump card, considering everything she put Frank through, but Kamala's dealt with more than enough for tonight and cares about him too much already. God but it is tempting.
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"Hello?" she asks, exasperated stare swivelling between Kamala and Kamala's mom. Her arms come loose of each other, forearms gesturing wide to indicate the mess they are both looking at. "What about the part where you nearly drowned? Because of me." Then to Frank, even though it's actually to Kamala, "Or the time I strapped you to a gurney with goddamn table legs?" Because she failed to complete the mission she gave him and let him fall into Kilgrave's clutches. It's hardly her trump card, considering everything she put Frank through, but Kamala's dealt with more than enough for tonight and cares about him too much already. God but it is tempting.