Seth could tell he had stunned him, shocked him into realizing that he wasn't stupid for wanting to tell the kids the truth. Maybe spare some lives. He hoped that maybe Francis would stop working for them, be on his side. They had been such good friends and, even though he'd never admit it, he missed his friend.
Seth froze at the question that he knew was coming. Who. He couldn't tell him, Macy was innocent now, she didn't remember and...it was just an accident. He wouldn't let Francis run off and tell his bosses and have them take her away and poke an prod her to figure out how it worked. He shuddered at the thought...over his dead body would they lay one finger on her. He ran a hand through his hair.
"It doesn't matter who, I was the one who stumbled upon the scene, I was the one who texted your bosses to tell them where they could find my father and that they better come up with a pretty damn good story, and I wiped her mind so she doesn't remember what happened. Let it go Francis, don't worry I dealt with it."