Neville nodded thoughtfully, now knowing a little bit more about his father, as well as himself. "Mmm, kind of like that... there's a stream out there now though." He rubbed his face weakly, telling them in no so many words that he was rending the earth with his thoughts.
"I hope you never have to see that again." Neville rubbed his own son's shoulder, seeing that he was still a little bit taken aback and worried about his sister, no doubt.
Neville looked to Hannah and then back at Frankie. "She'll be alright. She'll just have to take care of herself a little bit differently. Light will weaken her and normal food won't be enough to keep her healthy. But she's still the same sister you grew up with and she always will be."