Four years. He knew she looked different, but he's starting to process that she's an adult. Tears are pricking at the back of his eyes again, Kamala's turning seventeen and Chloe... God, he's a mess. Frank scrubs a hand over his face, ending somewhere between a laugh and a sob at her commentary.
"Kam likes it," he points out, but it also helps him hide. No one thinks much of him here and he much prefers that to the Mayor of Reims, called on for anything and everything at any and every hour. Now he's just Frank, the dog guy. He's quiet and makes his own way here, no drama. Well, mostly.
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"Kam likes it," he points out, but it also helps him hide. No one thinks much of him here and he much prefers that to the Mayor of Reims, called on for anything and everything at any and every hour. Now he's just Frank, the dog guy. He's quiet and makes his own way here, no drama. Well, mostly.