His lips twitched upwards in what many would have considered a sneer. The ignorant youth would have called it Kilgrave's 'resting bitch face'.
At this point, he was just counting his lucky stars.
In theory he should have been flying backwards into a wall and seeing stars.
"Now, now, my dear," he declared and his eyes drifted over Kara. "There's no need to beat such a hasty retreat towards violence. We're all friends here."
Kara was distracted for the moment as she tried to move herself from the spot she appeared to be glued to.
"I suppose introductions are in order," observed with a nod to her confusion. "I'm Kilgrave, but you can call me sir. Why don't you tell me your name..."
"Supe-"
"None of this superhero moniker tom foolery," he interrupted. "I already knew that one. Tell me your real name. The name you give to your friends and family."
"Kara. Kara Danvers."
The resting bitch face took on an evil gleam.
"Well, Miss Danvers, we are going to have such fun…"