Frank felt disgusted and ashamed beyond belief. Not only had he let the enclave down- the only reason he was still alive was because of the vault dweller. The very one who injured him only moments before. Your morals must have gotten the best of you for once- Tch. Of course this would happen to him. He honestly couldn’t believe you had dragged him- power armor and all, from the danger of the quickly collapsing enclave bunker. You weren’t exactly in good shape yourself.

Now, frank watches as you lay sprawled out against the hard ground, taking deep breaths. You had jammed a stimpack into him beforehand- but a diluted one so he wouldn’t heal completely quite yet. You looked exhausted and frank was half hopping you’d die of heat stroke as the sun beats down harshly upon you.

“Ugh.. you should have killed me when you had the chance- your dead meat vault brat!” Frank grunts out through gritted teeth. Threatening you is all he could do at the moment with his ribs crushed. The pain was almost mind numbing, but his anger pushed him through it. Of course it did. He was Special Agent Frank Horrigan- of the enclave.