( the quests are a good way to earn a bit of money given that he doesn't have steven's investments to rely on, jake's cab fares, or his own 'bottomless pit of blood money', as frenchie had so kindly referred to it. sure, here, outgoings are less, but he has an identity to entrench. bona fides to establish. a moon knight to be, and he can't do that without some tools of his own behind him.

there aren't many of the appeals for help that appeal to him — he's not going to be dressing up as a clown any time soon, and he certainly isn't about to indulge in nude modelling — it's not that he's shy, but he's got a secret identity, ya feel? — which leaves esmerelda's trinkets, and zevra.

he's masked (of course), suited and booted (again, of course), all of which means that his expression is unreadable. if you've encountered "mr. knight" at some point over the previous nights ("nights"), it may be safe to assume he's slept or something since then, as his suit, whilst not impeccable — a few tears here and there, a bit of dirt and the odd stubborn blood stain — is certainly cleaner than it has been.

he hmms, head tilted in consideration. he reaches for one of the listings with a (white) gloved hand and pulls it off the board to re-read.

sorry if you were trying to read it yourself. )