Frank follows Logan's lead when he leaves the bar. Considering his condition, it isn't as easy for him to find somewhere for a private conversation. Privacy may be a laughable idea here anyway, considering the whole affair; it's all probably watched far too closely.

"Couldn't say the same," he dully replies. He's given up surprise with anyone who suddenly turns up or vanishes just as quickly. A soldier adapts quickly, and after this long it's been clear that precious little is off limits now.

"Been almost a year," he adds belatedly. "Only about a month of that was here." A nod outward, indicating the space around them: this world.