"Yeah, I know," Dean answered. "Be a bit easier to fly now that it's getting warmer too. No more freezing tears to your face when your eyes water." Which was a bit of an exaggeration, but not by much, during their coldest matches, anyway.
Dean frowned. "Yeah, but I'm not everyone." If Seamus had a problem with i, Dean would have though he'd have heard about it back then, when the problem first popped up.
He knew Seamus well, and something wasn't adding up. Dean grunted a little, but let it go with a slightly irritated shrug of broad shoulders. "Yeah, all right," he gave in. "So you've got it down now, though? You said she helped you work it through?"