He couldn't help but chuckle at Seamus' description of Ernie's fussing, which was entirely accurate. "And this is why he is a healer and I am not in a caring profession," he said.
Dean opened his mouth to protest and paused, actually thinking about the question. He looked Seamus up and down and tilted his head. "Ehh, probably. Assuming you're sober and not already injured." He grinned at Seamus cheekily and sipped his tea, now approaching a drinkable temperature.
"Yeah, I mean I'm getting used to it, but it's a bit bizarre to not have her saying anything, but it's good." He raised his eyebrows at the fact Susan had moved on to making suggestions about Seamus and Justin instead. He pushed off the counter and headed for the comfort of the sofa, letting Seamus deal with the water on his own. Clearly the porridge wasn't happening. "I thought it was just a bit of fun, you and Justin," he said being as matter-of-fact as possible. He knew about their arrangement, of course he did, but they didn't talk about it much.