Frank nods. "Then we're not from the same place." He's used to it, it doesn't seem to disturb him any. The description gets a snort, Frank ducking his head as he pictures it. "Afraid not. He's here, actually. Which probably means we're all screwed."

Again: he sounds unconcerned. "At home he does have a big star shield though and his suit is red, white and blue, naturally."