"They say we are asleep until we fall in love
We are children of dust and ashes
But when we fall in love we wake up
And we are a god and angels weep
But if I die here tonight
I die in my sleep"
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Zoe sat down in the precinct from across Karen. Foggy had gotten up to go get some coffee or just to ask around about everything that was happening. Granted, Zoe expected him to get like no information.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm anxious." Zoe admitted to her as she sank further back in her seat. She saw that Claire was there talking to another woman. Then there was a blonde talking with a guy at another table. "I... I don't mind the vigilante stuff... it's just the Hand business that's freaking me out. The last time they were here a lot of bad shit happened that... left us like this."
Karen knew that Zoe was referring to how Nelson & Murdock were no longer together. Or how Matt was basically distancing himself a lot. "I get that." She looked down at her phone and sent a text to Benicia about whether or not she was coming. "It's comforting to be here... knowing we're okay."
"I mean... yeah, but I'd really like to help with anything." Zoe told Karen truthfully, "I just need to know that Rhea is okay."
"Well, I think that Rhea will be fine. She's always been mindful of that. Plus, I don't think we should let Foggy see how worried we are. I mean, let's be honest, he's not here with us because he's running around pacing from worry. He wants more information just so he can find ways to get her out of this situation."
Benicia finally walked into the room and immediately caught sight of Zoe and Karen, "Hey-"
She moved over to them and took a seat. Karen leaned against the table, "Are you doing okay?"
"I'm alright." Benicia answered as she looked around the room. She cleared her throat and immediately looked away, "Where's Foggy?"
"Freaking out." Zoe and Karen answer at the same time.
"Which, honestly, same." Zoe added as she sighed loudly, "Is your journal in your bag?"
"Yeah-" Benicia took out her pencil and journal, "I can keep working even when I'm not in the office."
"Are you seriously going to write an article about what's happening?"
Benicia shook her head, "No, well, yeah, not exactly. I want to just write something about the earthquakes, nothing about... the Hand."
Karen sighed out of her nose, "I get that. It'll be a good story..." Her eyes trailed off to behind Benicia, "Uh... that woman behind you is staring, by the way."
"Who?" She turned her around and paused at the sight of Trisha Walker. Benicia opened and closed her palms, "Uh... Hold on-" She got up from her seat and approached her table, "You're staring."
"No, sorry, I just-" Trisha quickly stammered, "Sorry, it's just been a while. You look good. Better."
"Well, the last time we spoke you harangued me about Kilgrave." Benicia crossed her arms over her chest, "And then you basically threw me to Jessica and that support group. I didn't want to talk about any of it. Ever. I don't exactly like reliving it."
