"Okay," Frank muttered, "I can do this. Sure. I mean, I know how to use a cell phone and a laptop. I ain't a whiz with any of this shit, but I can get by. Better than you definitely."
He flipped the folder open enough to see her name was printed in it along with the fact she was sixteen and a princess. A mermaid princess? How was that even---never mind. Frank Castle could adapt to any situation. He was a survivor. If Madison Valley thought he could handle taking care of Ariel, then Frank would find a way to take care of the girl without getting too caught up with her.
The important part for him was ensuring she was safe and he didn't get attached.
Who knew how long he'd be in this place? Or how long she'd be in it?
Getting attached would only hurt one of them or both of them in the long-run. Frank didn't need to explain to her his daughter was dead for him to convey he knew all about loss. The best way to show her how to use the phone was to do something with it himself. He looked at her number only to realize he could find her in the phone's contact list which was pre-programmed. That was handy. He fired off a quick text just saying, 'This is Frank. You can send me a message here and I can read it.'
Her phone buzzed as the text was received and he pointed at the it so she'd notice it, then held his phone where she could see it as he unlocked the screen to look at his own messages.
"That's a text message. Words sent from me to you using these phones. If you could talk? You could call me on this thing and we could talk to each other. There's an option for a video call which is where you can see me and I can see you even though we aren't together. I'll show you that if you want to see it. First? Try to respond to my text message with a text of your own. Something easy will do like---this says your name is Ariel, you are sixteen-years-old, and you're a mermaid princess. So is that about right?"
Frank felt like an idiot after he'd said all of that together in one long string of nonsense. The only thing which kept him from snapping at her was the fact she looked so damn innocent it was ridiculous.