He ends up smiling to himself, as always bemused by how Elektra never picks up on any awkwardness. Frank catches her eyes by accident, notices her smile and quickly glances away.

"So, I, uh..." Frank swallows before nervously getting to his feet and gathering their plates without properly checking if she's done or not. He carts everything to the sink and leans against the counter to catch his breath that's suddenly shallowed. He's been through so much fucked up shit, but he realizes this moment is different because he had somewhere to go — someone to come home to. His knuckles go white and he closes his eyes, trying not to see Maria and his babies when he closes his eyes. No such luck.