Wasn't kicking... wait. Realization sets in and he swallows, snatching the notebook out of her hand suddenly.

"Well, I'm definitely a lost cause, lady, but you knew that already if you've looked into me." Frank lifts both eyebrows, seeming much more with it now that he has some semblance of what's going on. People who are alive that are supposed to be dead are kind of his thing, it doesn't even seem weird to him now that he knows (and he doesn't think to ask how.) "Let me get one thing across to you right now: I don't play. This isn't a game to me."

But his eyes tell her that he's listening.