Seth broods into the open air as he rests with his head leaned back, in the driver's seat of his car. He couldn't focus—the only thing concerning him right now was Finn, the events transpiring moments earlier shrouding his mind. But while in thought, he cycles back to Carmella, still wondering if the witch had anything to do with his friend's return and curse. Sure, Finn admitted he was sent by an entirely separate entity, assumed to be 'God', but although he trusted Finn, no theory was impossible. He'd been targeted and threatened, and he had to have his defenses up. He had to make himself a predator instead of prey.
Wiping his exhausted face, he exits the car and slams the door shut behind him, then follows Dean's marked scent to the arranged meeting area. "Ha," he laughs in a snide tone as he strolls through the door way. "Didn't actually think you'd be here given how you went ghost again when I—we needed you. I've been calling you for fucking days, man. So you better have a really good excuse for why you've been hiding from me. Is it because we..." Seth suddenly presses on, beginning acknowledge his and his mentor's affair once again, putting it before his brief passionate encounter with Finn.