Frank's gaze softens a little at that, though he quickly tears his eyes away to focus on his food, taking that first most satisfying bite. It's been a while since he's eaten anything but ramen noodles and the occasional pizza so this is a welcome change, and the company isn't bad either.

"You can, you know," he says suddenly with his mouth full. He had always been bad at this stuff, but if she trusts him shouldn't he help? Even when he knows what he should be doing is distancing himself as much as possible. "I'm good at secrets." Too good, sometimes.