A zombie period. Wow, this is a lot. Thankfully, this isn't even the weirdest thing Frank has dealt with.

"So how often do you guys have to... eat?" He's not going to ask who the others are, he would actually rather not know if he could help it. He had learned how to compartmentalize information in Reims out of necessity, to only knew what he had to to survive. Kilgrave may not be here, but they're being watched by people all the same. People who want to control them. It's not so different, is it? "And how can you be... undead one minute and not the next?"