Frankie listened, honestly listened, and she knew the tone. She probably knew it better than anyone. He got that way when they were training sometimes, too. Her fingers twisted absently in the towel; the VP really wasn't one to fidget, but she was fidgeting now. She wanted the truth, even if hurt. Her brow rose when it didn't; she didn't expect him to almost compliment her with what he said.
"I see." She nodded slightly; this was something to consider. "I'm not sure why it bothers me that Betty and Phineas seem so very uncomfortable around me. We, Much and I, believe that neither Marian nor Robin, especially Robin, are prepared to see Much as the dominate or even powerful party in a relationship. It's slightly insulting if we linger on it for long."
She sighed softly. "Thank you. For being here, telling me the truth, and just doing the brother thing."