Jesus Christ. One minute, she's facing the floor, and the next, there's the sound of gunfire, along with a weapon aimed at Trish's head. And now Kilgrave is wearing a smile as he offers her a hand. She can barely process any of this.

As soon as he touches her, Jessica recoils and furrows her brow. After a moment, she rises to her feet without his help, taking a step back to maintain as much distance as possible.

"Let her go," she manages to say once she regains her composure. Her eyes glance over to the other woman, then the guard bleeding from his wound, before resting on Kilgrave again. "And call an ambulance. He needs help."