[ he catches the look, but it's too late, something familiar and almost scared in his own expression for a moment. he misses guns, and grenades and just all manner of loud artillery. he doesn't miss talking, but he misses making noise. especially violent noise. that would've put a fucking end to kilgrave real fast.
attempting to shake himself out of the weird reverie he'd fallen into, frank squints to read the message, then shakes his head fondly. what a guy what a guy. username "md" huh? he's filing that one away. then he leans back in his seat again to text hawkeye directly just to show him how the syncing feature works so they don't have to lean across the table. apparently that whole act I warmed him up to not having to pull teeth to talk this way. his username comes over predictably as "hotdog." ]
and a lot longer than that probably [ his smile slips a little and he shrugs a shoulder. ] i've been here 4 weeks
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attempting to shake himself out of the weird reverie he'd fallen into, frank squints to read the message, then shakes his head fondly. what a guy what a guy. username "md" huh? he's filing that one away. then he leans back in his seat again to text hawkeye directly just to show him how the syncing feature works so they don't have to lean across the table. apparently that whole act I warmed him up to not having to pull teeth to talk this way. his username comes over predictably as "hotdog." ]
and a lot longer than that probably [ his smile slips a little and he shrugs a shoulder. ] i've been here 4 weeks