"Don't worry about it." Trish muttered about the extra-curricular, fighting the urge to get another makeup remover towel out of her bag to once again rub her face raw. It was red in spots enough as it was.
Crossing her arms, Trish resolved not to continue the conversation about Kilgrave because it would do neither of them any good. When Jess moved on to talking about her would-be client and jumped a thousand steps between bullet points, Trish was left with her mouth hanging open, brow furrowed in confusion. Now here was another mess Jessica was potentially, accidentally buried in. "Jesus, Jess I'm sorry. Was it one of those superpower haters or something?"
Trish sighed deeply and opened the folder on the record of her hospital stay. The one that detailed how many days Jess had been there. Or how many times, considering she'd been sort of discharged twice. Her eyes widened. "There's a twenty day gap in there. You're unaccounted for for twenty days."