[ when he's finally able to push past the vision and into the real world, he serves up a brave smile for her, though there's no mirth behind it. the last time he overslept, something terrible happened, but it's moot in a place like this, isn't it? terrible things happen either way. he hates most of all having no control over it, one way or the other.
frank slowly sits up, scrubbing a hand over his face and holding out his hand to accept the offering, mouthing Thanks as he takes the spoon from her too. it doesn't take him long to dig in, not having realized how hungry he was until just now. he won't pause until he's cleared most of the bowl. ]
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frank slowly sits up, scrubbing a hand over his face and holding out his hand to accept the offering, mouthing Thanks as he takes the spoon from her too. it doesn't take him long to dig in, not having realized how hungry he was until just now. he won't pause until he's cleared most of the bowl. ]