"Who fired that gun?" Kilgrave says irately, finally joining them as they had her pinned down.

The guard who had fired it raised his hand, kind of proudly. The pride wouldn't last long.

"Shoot yourself in the stomach," he said, flatly. The guard had a pale look on his face as he pointed the gun at his midsection and fired, groaning intensely.

"I said stop her not kill her, idiot." He walked closer to Jessica.

"Pick up Trish and put a gun to her head. If Ms. Hero here tries anything, pull the trigger." Then he was all affection, leaning over to give Jessica a hand to help her up. "Are you okay? You aren't badly hurt, are you?"