Frank feels himself go a little pale a the description, but he's listening carefully anyway. He knows this place is capable of it after the things he'd seen, even if they weren't as extreme as all of that. "Jesus," he mutters softly though that guy had no place here and he knows it. He reaches out to squeeze Alex's elbow with his free hand, tucking the protein bar into a pocket with his other - he's decidedly Not Hungry Anymore.