The Avengers don't have any members who intentionally and unapologetically murdered more than seventy people in the last three months, but Frank doesn't have too many illusions about earning a membership card here. Being taken at his word instead of labeled a mass-murdering psychopath right out the gate is a nice enough change from the usual, he appreciates it, even if it's out of necessity more than anything else.

Frank nods, with a slight, sympathetic quirk to the corner of his mouth. "Yeah." Sorry about this is crazy-ass situation, Sam. Except how he's apparently not sorry enough to try to make it less weird.

"You need any food, either, turns out I'm all right at hunting animals, too," he adds as he moves for the doorway again.