^webwiings:

     she didn’t want to help him. hell, she didn’t even want to look at him anymore but the dude was resilient and certainly didn’t seem the type to just walk away- clear seeing as she’d been as rude as POSSIBLE towards him but the man hadn’t budged. like a shadow he clung and followed.

    “ here’s an idea: go to the nearest hotel and ask for a map. or even a coffee shop would have one. because the LAST thing i’m going to do is give you my phone, ”   jessica tells him sternly, keeping to herself that her phone was almost dead, had no internet, and had a cracked screen. she just wanted to relay the show that she wasn’t planning on helping him even though she had the means to do it.

     new york could sometimes be a sketchy place, especially for an ex-hydra agent on the run from hydra. who knows if he worked for them or someone else she had pissed off in the past. right now she just needed to get rid of him and get to safety.

          ^{He didn’t expect her to give him anything —- maybe walking away after a bit more debating, but actually helping? Well, it was getting to the point that it wouldn’t happen as time went on.}

          ^{“You know, the last thing usually is what happens when it comes down to the final line, but fine. You don’t want to help? Well, it seems that you are a waste of time.” He could have mentioned a swarm of other things to honestly call her, but he was far too tired to deal with that this late at night.}