"You're not in a position to negotiate," Is the immediate answer. Judgmental, insinuating that he isn't the one in need of care, even with the same scratches on the soles of his feet and hours spent in unforgiving conditions. He's used to physical exertion, though, has been through situations that demanded total detachment lest he fall apart. Will isn't expected to be able to do the same, but Frank doesn't intend to let him lose control for that.

"We'll go in together. I'll try to figure out what the fuck is going on and find us a place. If they ask you anything, you keep it vague. Tell them you can't remember."

People should be able think that that's more than plausible. Will looks exhausted.