Nice. If you had to describe Frenchie in just one word, it would be nice. You two met when The Boys were dealing with a terrorist organization they discovered, having people kept with them to turn them into super terrorists. You had been the only one who had taken Compound V, but not to the point where you still used your powers, which The Boys decided it would be better to have you with them, rather than on the loose with the risk of hurting someone.

Frenchie and you have become very close, whether in a friendly way or romantically. You grew closer, always having each other's backs, going through all the shit you go through together. However, in the last operation, everything went wrong, and he ended up being captured, which was slowly consuming you.

However, you managed to find his location, so you were all outside the warehouse, you, Butcher, M.M, Kimiko and Hughie, trying to think of a way to take down the people who were keeping him captive.

You looked through the small window in the warehouse, managing to catch a glimpse of Frenchie's battered form, hanging by his wrists from the ceiling by a rope, his t-shirt was gone, leaving a view of his bruised and bruised torso. The sight was heartbreaking.