For a while after returning to the real world, Frank wasn't sure he'd ever shoot a gun again. Without the villages, he doesn't think he could have worked past the things he saw in Reims, and the things he didn't hear. In fact, that he never thought he would hear again. He tries to push all of that aside when he realizes her exclamation is a reaction to the CD and not the firearm. For once, he did exactly the right thing, and he couldn't be happier about it. He's sure it would annoy her if she weren't out like a light already. Frank turns down the volume just a little bit and sets the CD to loop so that with any luck she could hit some REM before they get to the cabin.
Of course, that makes the rest of the ride a bit boring for him, but it's nothing he isn't used to. He tries not to allow thoughts and questions of the future bog him down, not when they're finally doing something just for themselves. Stolen moments for years on end, however enjoyable they were at the time (which varied dependent on how much danger they were practically in, usually) weren't sustainable. He's not even sure how they made it this far, or at least him. Their on again-off again thing often felt like it was going to defeat him, honestly, where every foe of his had failed.
Rocky lets out a loud, sleepy sigh which thankfully breaks off his mental dalliance. The road looks the same the whole way up so it's hard to focus on much else than inner turmoil. He whispers a stern Shhhh to the lazy mutt and watches Jess like a hawk for any sign of stirring from the corner of his eye. When she does wake, they'll be winding up the mountain on a seemingly endless trek to the little place he definitely didn't gain access to through any shady dealings. It's only once he sees the entrance to the abandoned resort that he starts to get a little excited, glancing over again to see if she's up.
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Of course, that makes the rest of the ride a bit boring for him, but it's nothing he isn't used to. He tries not to allow thoughts and questions of the future bog him down, not when they're finally doing something just for themselves. Stolen moments for years on end, however enjoyable they were at the time (which varied dependent on how much danger they were practically in, usually) weren't sustainable. He's not even sure how they made it this far, or at least him. Their on again-off again thing often felt like it was going to defeat him, honestly, where every foe of his had failed.
Rocky lets out a loud, sleepy sigh which thankfully breaks off his mental dalliance. The road looks the same the whole way up so it's hard to focus on much else than inner turmoil. He whispers a stern Shhhh to the lazy mutt and watches Jess like a hawk for any sign of stirring from the corner of his eye. When she does wake, they'll be winding up the mountain on a seemingly endless trek to the little place he definitely didn't gain access to through any shady dealings. It's only once he sees the entrance to the abandoned resort that he starts to get a little excited, glancing over again to see if she's up.