Meanwhile, Kilgrave was having the time of his life putting the subject of Alex's concern through her paces.
In all fairness, it had left him feeling a little sore in the morning, but with his new toy's invulnerability it was definitely worth it. Even if he'd had to teach her a few things about the ways of the world.
If nothing else, if their relationship ended she wouldn't be as innocent as she'd been when he had come into her life.
Something he saw as a positive.
"Thank you, my dear," he offered with a smile as she laid a full English breakfast on his lap as he lay in bed.
"You're welcome, my sir…"
Standing before him naked and smiling, she was a sight to behold. Despite what he'd done to her, what she'd done to herself, Kara was pristine.
"Move closer, my dear," he ordered. As she complied, he ran a hand over her exposed skin. Kilgrave was ignoring the dagger's her eyes were jabbing into him. If she couldn't accept the arrangement she now found herself in, what problem was that of his?
Turning his focus back to breakfast his smile grew. "Now, this is an excellent fare. You have my compliments." And with that he dug in.
After taking a few moments earning his keep in the British Food Appreciation Society, Kilgrave briefly brandished his fork in Kara's direction. "We're going to have to secure you some proper clothing. We can't you wondering around in your superhero get up all day. It just wouldn't be proper."
He thought for a few moments as he continued to demolish the food on his plate. "Tell me, how do you feel about basic black…"