Frank wasn't used to having people fuss over him, especially people he hadn't even met before but he didn't really have a choice here. He was bleeding pretty good and he knew that his time was running out. If he didn't let Andrel work on him, he wouldn't be around to see the next day and it would break his promise to Alex.
He sat back, letting Andrel look at his wound. "I've had worse." Watching as Andrel worked, he watched with extreme interest as his hand started to glow. Frank was expecting to feel pain but he didn't feel anything more than pressure and movement as his wound closed over. When the job was done, Frank ran his still bloody hand over his wound as Andrel explained his magic. Frank picked the weapon up and looked it over. The weapons in this place weren't familiar to him but he would be able to figure them out.
"I feel better than I did. Sore I can live with. I've worked under worse conditions." Frank assessed the weapon and got a feel for it. "Thanks. Not many people would put their lives at risk to save someone, let alone me." Frank moved so that he was kneeling, looking over the barrier that was providing them shelter. "How are you doing? If you need a few minutes to recover, I can keep them at bay." Frank was many things but he was an excellent shot.
He nodded. "Alex...my friend....is waiting for me." He assessed the options for paths they can take to get to the Tops. "When you are ready, I can watch your back while we make our way through the streets."