He doesn't tell him anything.

-Uh... no. I mean, I was at the window when it happened. Mr. Martin suddenly had a seizure. He started screaming, wondering what happened to him before he lost consciousness.

Cédric prefers not to say anything, especially as Franck seems to accept very well with his current situation. Cédric who has always seen the caretaker of his building as a melancholic man now has before him an extremely smiling young girl. And that's not all !
Suddenly, "Pauline" gets closer to him.

-You poor thing. It must have been scary! she said as she stroked his arm.

-Uh, no, I mean... I mean... yes, it was... it was impressive !

-Are you shaking?

-Huh?

-You shake so much. If you're cold, why don't you come and warm up in my bed?

After taking the coffee cup out of his hands and putting it on the kitchen table, "Pauline" took Cedric by the hand to take him under the blanket. Blanket where she hastened to join him there to stick to him.

-You don't mind, do you? I figured a little body heat would probably help keep you warm.

-Fr... I mean, Pauline. Are you sure you know what you're doing?

-That's sweet, but don't worry, I've never been more sure of myself.

Franck in Pauline's body climbs on Cédric's chest to kiss him while slipping one of her hands under his T-shirt. Being fully aware of the true identity of the person who cuddles him so warmly, Cédric first has a little trouble getting into the mood.

-What's up? Do I make you nervous?

-It's just... you seem... troubled and... I don't want to take advantage of you.

-What are you talking about? Take advantage of me, please! I've wanted you for... two years, I've fantasized about fucking you every time I pass you in the hallway. Believe me, I'm well aware of what I'm doing.

Pretending to be unaware that it's only three months since Pauline moved into the apartment, Cédric makes his decision...