Frank cannot recall how he spent his first five days upon not-earth; but he can vividly recall the moment he heard four voices waft through the wood and how he instinctively chased them down. He observed he group before silently falling into line behind them. He expertly ignored their attempts at conversation as he fizzled in and out of their perception by weaving in and out of the trees.

Although a weird guy, he has proven himself to be responsible, however unlikely that is to believe.