Rowan hadn't seen Frank in too long, and he was missing him. He didn't know what had happened between Frank and Rose but he was conscious of the fact that Frank was in his fishbowl (as he'd told Trystan) and that he really should go and say hi in case no one else had.
He didn't quite remember what had led to him being back in his bed and asleep after storytime, but he did know that he'd failed to protect Frank AGAIN and that he was damn lucky himself that no monsters had come in under his door to touch him while he'd been asleep as well.
That had just impacted on the two other traumas he'd had this week, namely mistaking Vegeta for his dark stranger and the letter from his mother... He wasn't sick anymore, he knew he wasn't, hadn't been to begin with so why couldn't he go home?
He made his way to Frank's door and went up on his tiptoes, tapping the glass and calling for his friend quietly. "Frank? Fraaaa~aaank..."