Frankie smiled and shook his head, extending an undead appendage to the bio soldier.  The world had changed a lot, and he was still quite unused to being greeted without screams of terror, or at least a wrinkle of the face in distaste.  Leather fasteners pulled his face into a fair approximation of a smile, bony, chipped teeth, yellowed with age showing as he greeted the soldier.  "You're the one with the magic death rays aren't you?  Amazing what they do with technology these days."  Frankie shook the soldier's hand gingerly, still holding him in an uncomfortably firm grip as he did so.