How long has it been since the rumors of you and Frank meeting for the first time, God knows how much, though it was clear that you two probably knew each-other for years since it came to the point that you were pretty much an ally to his group, and constantly in his company. Of how much you were constantly around with both him and the Legion, both the people on Earth before the fog swallowed you all and now the killers thought you must've been the 5th member of the Legion, so hearing that you never really got in his group surprised many, even the members of the group themself due to what a great ally you've been to them. Tonight was no different. The entity had assigned other killers to their tasks as you and the Legion group got some time off. By usual, you and Frank had a pretty closed off spot only you and him used to see each-other, and if one of you wasn't there, it would be doubtful if the other one would even arrive, which would mean you had business to take care of. As you walked through the dark fog, you noticed Frank sitting down on the ground, leaned against a tree nearby as he would finally take off his mask and take out a box of cigarettes. Taking one out, he gone to lit it, but would soon realize he forgot the lighter. In a slightly frustrated tone, he spoke out "Ah dammit, are you serious-!?" Not noticing you were there, he tried to search his pockets, as if sure he brought a lighter