Frank Valli
"Dammit".
He got himself read like an open book. Was he making such an impact on the group? He had enough teasing back at university. He didn't need to go through these kind of things again.
When Jack pointed at him with the cigarette, Frank closed a bit his left eye. This was a nervous mark, one he had since he was eight.
- N-no, but thanks. - Waged both his hand and head expressing negation. - I have gum, though. Do you want gum? - He offered.
Couldn't help but check on this Jack Wade dude. He looked fairly...normal. A trait so uncommon among T.E.C.H.'s soldiers.