[ Jesse looks at him, brows raised, and then furrowing. ]
K? Kavinsky? That shithead who did that whole... [ A wave of his hand, trying to think how the hell to possibly even begin to describe the way Kavinsky got them off the ship. ] Dick-stroking Johnny Storm thing?
[ Still trying to wrap his fucking brain around that. He's had fucking nightmares about it, man. ]
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K? Kavinsky? That shithead who did that whole... [ A wave of his hand, trying to think how the hell to possibly even begin to describe the way Kavinsky got them off the ship. ] Dick-stroking Johnny Storm thing?
[ Still trying to wrap his fucking brain around that. He's had fucking nightmares about it, man. ]