[Frank knows Matt well enough to understand what he means by "see" and that's... concerning. He's really bad off, isn't he? Despite the constant stare from the nun boring into the side of his head, Frank reaches out to grasp Matt's hand gently, bringing it back down between them so he can at least have that touch. Fingers carefully lace together and he holds on, bumping the back of Matt's hand against his chin.]
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Can you hear me okay?