[Frank hauls him to his feet carefully, noting the pinched, uncomfortable expression. He can tell the Sister wants to comment but instead she decides to be helpful, hurrying the wheelchair over to the side of the bed.]

Thank you, ma'am. [Frank nods, even if his politeness isn't earning him any points right now. He leans in to Matt's good ear to talk clearer:] Chair's five steps forward. It's just until we get you to the car, okay? Unless you'd rather I carry you out...

[His voice carries a tease at the end there, a lightness Frank hasn't felt in weeks.]