[ it's good that mike is positive. he would hate to see that leave him, but he's afraid it might in a place like this. frank nods, a smile nowhere in sight, not seeming to register the joke. he's thinking of the liebermans now, the picture in his pocket. he knows what it's going to take to prove to mike that he's okay, and maybe he owes him that much. they may not even know each other, but he knows he can't stay away. he needs to make sure he's safe now that he knows he's here. slowly, frank pulls the photograph out of his pocket, his trinket the natives had brought him. he traces all of their faces with reverence before passing it to mike so he can see. ]
This is as close as I've got. These are my friends. [ his voice is gravelly and low, still soft so no one can overhear. ]
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This is as close as I've got. These are my friends. [ his voice is gravelly and low, still soft so no one can overhear. ]