the way fisk killed her in her quest to protect him, the way she would’ve survived if he’d only trusted her.
the rabbit in a snowstorm painting being recreated with the blood trickling down her — blood that wilson spilled in both cases.
that scene mirroring foggy's last moments, with karen and fisk both begging for an ambulance as they loom over them. the staging of their bodies, and with vanessa and foggy both being targeted for their greatest strengths — for vanessa, her mind and for foggy, his heart.
oohh this episode has me gnawing on the bars of my enclosure











