You think I’ll be safe there? I’m not safe anywhere. Every corner I turn, I don’t know what’s on the other side. I don’t know who’s on the other side. It could be the cabbie who’s gonna drive me into the east river, okay? It could be the Fed Ex woman.

it’s like that trope broody hero who thinks they’re too dangerous to love or be loved   but it’s two ladies   jessica jones   - (x)