[ it was true -- frank castle was remarkable in combat and a resourceful man, no doubt a valuable ally to have at a time of crisis. but lil couldn't connect herself to those reasons for finding him, not with the worry that festered in her chest. she knew he was more than capable of looking after himself, but logic rarely won over her heart. part of her just needed to see him, to be sure.

her honest face betrayed her building anxiety as she dwelled. she had memories of frank showing up at her doorstep in the middle of the night, bloodied and beaten. the images rose in her mind unbidden now. she exhaled, trying to quiet her own restless thoughts. ]

Don't know if there's any kinda trainin' that prepares y'for the end of the world. [ she paused as they approached a building that was relatively in tact. the door had already been broken. she leaned inside, glancing around. ] Either way, he probably wouldn't want me lookin' for him.

[ not that it would stop her. ]