[He's no actor, no liar and no wordsmith. Right now at least one of those would be great to muddle through this. Frank sucks in a breath and the brow in his eyes furrows. It's impossible to tell what Caleb is thinking. The pain and shock is plain on his face.]

I dunno. I didn't know how to. And I wasn't sure. I thought it was talk. You know me, Caleb. I'm not---I mean. I've never tried.

[Among his peers, Frank is always certain. Always fearless and straightforward. He's not familiar with uncertainty, with hesitation. More than that, Frank Castle and vulnerability are not friends.]