Frenchie's smile grew as she smiled back at him, as long as she was okay, he was to. He led her over to the kitchen in the back of the plane, the flight attendants cooked back here on flights longer than 3 hours, there was a small fridge filled with a multitude of foods, he looked at Logic as he heard her speak, "Why are you sorry?" he said, "you have nothing to be sorry about my dear."