[ he looks at her too, though he isn't sure what he sees. she seems young, a lot younger than him anyway. her strength might be why the natives had taken her and it makes him upset again. not for himself, never that. but he feels for all the other people who were snatched from their homes. especially the children, and women. but that's just fucking predictable right? he had never claimed to be an enigma by any stretch. open book pretty much from conception.
frank thinks this girl probably wouldn't give him the time of day anywhere but here. he lets himself think about meeting her in a real place. the grocery store maybe. he's pretty sure there's not one thing they have in common, actually. so maybe it's better they can't talk. god, but he hates having this much time to think. he doesn't like himself enough to be in his own head all day. ]
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frank thinks this girl probably wouldn't give him the time of day anywhere but here. he lets himself think about meeting her in a real place. the grocery store maybe. he's pretty sure there's not one thing they have in common, actually. so maybe it's better they can't talk. god, but he hates having this much time to think. he doesn't like himself enough to be in his own head all day. ]