Fred nodded at Alex's words. Arthur would never want to see such grief in his family. He'd want them to celebrate his life instead of mourn, that was just the way his father was. Fred managed a smile at this. Arthur wasn't your typical wizard, he had been something else, something more. He'd brought life into everyone he had met, and fear into those who dared to cross him. He was the one that both Fred and George would run to when their mother had come across one of their pranks.
Alex moved away then, but kept Fred's hand in his. A nice, simple gesture, that made Fred warm to Alex even more. It was a good sign, he hadn't been entirely sure how Alex felt about him, especially as the younger boy had been named after Fred himself but chosen to use his middle name instead.
"George will get through this." he exclaimed determinedly. It was distressing to his twin in such a state. They had always been on the same wavelength with their thoughts, and knew each other better than anyone else could dare to, but lately it had been different. "We will help with what ever he needs. Even if he needs me to kick him up the arse." he joked, trying to bring some light into the conversation.