Frank knows he shouldn't have blown the Liebermans off, he's beaten himself up for it every day since. Maybe if he had just stayed- he wouldn't be here now. Or maybe the whole damn family would have been along for the ride with him. It's impossible to say and getting progressively angrier at himself isn't getting him anywhere in the long run. He nods and slowly backs off, Alex doesn't have to apologize to him of all people for having feelings, but he's seen the people he's surrounded with. He knows how that goes.

"I'm right. Believe it, asshole." It's unbearably affectionate, and he knocks his shoulder into Alex's when his hand drops to maintain contact.