“I have no idea. But I think we’re well past coincidences by now”

“So then why do you think we keep.. bumping into each other”

“So then let me help you. Fight alongside me. We can bring some good to this city” His voice was nearly a plea, but he tried to keep it in check

His mind... as always went back to Roscoe Sweeney. The very reason she left the first time. The first time he truly knew heartbreak. “I guess I’ll hope one of these times it’ll work”

// oh pain

// Make an OC!

Stressed thinking about the files of cases waiting back home.

“The reason I don’t kill is because I believe I’m redemption. Forgiveness...”

“I think” As he was about to go into reply, his idea based on his faith he saw her. He Never could lie to her. “That people pretend they are because they don’t want to change”

“I think you’re scared. People always tell you what you are, who to be. So you know exactly what to rebel against. Take that away... choose for yourself? It scares you because you’ve never done that”

“Yeah well... you wanted a straight answer didn’t ya?”

“I thought you’d laugh it off. Besides, you get a lot of time for introspection sitting on rooftops”

“After everything I spent a while thinking about you...” He gave her a smile, an attempt to assure her again. “So. No, no I don’t think you’re past redemption”

Even through his gloves he felt the warmth of the touch "Hey you mind saying that again? I wasn't paying enough attention"

Why's Russo always so pissed

Finally, a laugh "Well it's not every day you decide to compliment me"

His smile was genuine, a chuckle escaping his lips under the mask “If I say it enough will you believe it?”

“First step would be believing it yourself”

He scoffed. Sure made it sound easy “One step at a time Elektra. That’s all w- you gotta do. Just make it through the day”

I live