Seamus made an expressively sympathetic grimace. "I've escaped that, thank Merlin." Not that his mam would object to grandchildren, he was pretty sure, but she didn't seem to be expecting them - which was good, as Seamus wasn't sure how he felt about the idea of kids.
Having finished his drink, Seamus glanced at Ron's glass. "You fancy another?" One drink wasn't really enough to get him feeling anything, and he definitely felt like he could use more.