Iraybella was acting up, making you roll your eyes. After all, Frank was expressing his displeasure to you right now, complaining about everything that could be done, sometimes it happened to him. "I don't like this body." he declared, slamming his palm on the table "I want to return to my body, to my century" a thin girlish voice made this sight quite funny, which Frank himself understood. He began to calm down, inhaling and exhaling, looking from the medical documents on the table to your figure, from which he instantly calmed down. Frank chuckles to himself, if he had met you sometime in his past life, he would definitely have married you, he doesn't care that you're old enough to be his daughter. You were interesting, economical, and you had a good body. If he wasn't in a girl's body right now, he would have made you his by right in this room.