The touch to his wrist earns Matt a soft look, but then he's out for the count and that's probably for the best. Frank digs a hello kitty bandaid out of his pocket and sticks it on the man's face for good measure. There, he's helping. He tells Max to sit and pulls up a chair to Matt's bedside, wondering what happens next. He doesn't have a whole lot of fight left in him, honestly. Not for Matt anyway, he has to save his strength for the day it can get them all out of here. Oh yeah, that's right, Frank Castle has somehow become one of the loudest and most optimistic voices on Reverie Terminal. There's a lot Matt may not be able to reconcile with the image of the Punisher he knows from home.

"Asshole," he complains softly, petting Max's head as he watches the other man, annoyed that he has to care about someone else now. That he has to worry. Frank will wait for Matt to come around, if only so he can give him the space rundown. He's getting pretty good at the speech, too.