Frank hides a smile against her skin, letting her hold him and just trying to live in the present for once in his stupid life.

"I should probably shower then." To spare her his filth, though the prospect of showing her his new scars comes up in his mind again - stopping him from suggesting she join him. He's not used to these things affecting anyone but himself, he's sure she could understand this just as she does his many other flaws. A fingertip brushes idly over a scar on her shoulder as he contemplates warning her beforehand, he's honestly not sure if it makes a difference either way.