[ her more-or-less instant agreement soothes him some, and he nods at her assurance that he knows isn't for him anyway. frank turns his head to watch her shower rocky in affection, smiling as he presses a warm kiss to the side of her face. his problems are mirror-images of hers. the soundeaters and mayorship aside, he's grateful they got away from kilgrave and everything else his presence entailed. it still feels like a fever dream, but being here and having trish, kamala, and karen safe is worth more to him than any of the rest. and over the long stretch he's had to think about it, he's convinced himself all the kids got to go home too, eventually. at least for el and the gang, that place wasn't so different from where they were from.
the real conflicting emotions come from the villages, and not even because he misses having superpowers or hanging with first tier heroes. he just... isn't sure he has a place in the world anymore. jessica, in her own flighty way, keeps him anchored, but he's still in danger of spiraling, he knows.]
I told Bruce that I'd stay, if I got the choice. [ and now that he's back, he's not sure he meant it. kamala and jessica are both back with their families and they remember everything he does. karen and curt have also gotten the full skinny by now, too, even if they mostly think he's insane. that doesn't matter as long as they stick by him, and they do - like glue - because karen especially isn't some biological approximation of his friend. ] I'm glad I didn't.
[ get a choice. decisions are far and few between in his life anyway, and he knows he's predictable as all hell when it comes down to it. he hunkers down as close as he can while he sips from his beer and watches hockey out of one eye. questingly, his free hand rests on her knee, gently rubbing calloused fingers back and forth against denim. ]
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the real conflicting emotions come from the villages, and not even because he misses having superpowers or hanging with first tier heroes. he just... isn't sure he has a place in the world anymore. jessica, in her own flighty way, keeps him anchored, but he's still in danger of spiraling, he knows.]
I told Bruce that I'd stay, if I got the choice. [ and now that he's back, he's not sure he meant it. kamala and jessica are both back with their families and they remember everything he does. karen and curt have also gotten the full skinny by now, too, even if they mostly think he's insane. that doesn't matter as long as they stick by him, and they do - like glue - because karen especially isn't some biological approximation of his friend. ] I'm glad I didn't.
[ get a choice. decisions are far and few between in his life anyway, and he knows he's predictable as all hell when it comes down to it. he hunkers down as close as he can while he sips from his beer and watches hockey out of one eye. questingly, his free hand rests on her knee, gently rubbing calloused fingers back and forth against denim. ]