[ He chuckles, easy on his throat as it shifts into a muffling hum with another large forkful of food lodged in his mouth. ]

Yeah, alright. Guess I can throw together something next time.

[ The city's still shit, the whole scenario they've been thrown in is shit, but there's something in this that's easing. Having Bill here, someone who knows him as he does, not just one side of Frank Castle, but multitudes of layers that have long since been seen.

He falls silent for a time before he speaks again, quieter this time. ]

You, uh, you handling this okay? This whole, you know, the shit they want us doing. [ They hadn't really talked about it, but something still tugs at him, still leaves him anxious to figure out his own next step in dealing with it. ]