"Oh, you want me to teach you how to go hand to hand?" Frank asked, raising his eyebrows. "Because I'm not gonna do that. Or maybe I should-" he said, changing his mind. "Maybe we should go to the gym, set you up on a bag-" That didn't sound like a terrible idea, actually.
"Really? There's more ninjas? I really need to-" he paused, swinging their hands gently as they walked. Frank huffed out a laugh, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, I'm sure you will. I'm sure he's missed me, too," he replied. "I need to catch up. What else do I need to know? Fill me in on everything- who's this guy, this wizard?" the word tasted bad in his mouth. "And- has anyone said anything about...why us? Or what we're supposed to do that isn't just 'go on with your lives'?"