Seamus held up his hands in a gesture clearly intended to convey 'I come in peace', though the effect was somewhat ruined by the fact that he couldn't stop laughing. "Only you, you freak of nature," he teased once he'd managed to limit it to small explosions of giggles between breaths.
"Frankly, now that I've somehow made you spill paint up I'm tempted to say my work here is done." He shook his head and gestured to Dean, then to his own nose to demonstrate. "You might want to fix that. But actually, I'm here for your routine check-up, Mr Thomas. When did you last eat? When did you last sleep?"
Dean losing track of time was never exactly reassuring, but Seamus just nodded. "I did say evening, because it is. I'm done with work for the day and if you can possibly tear yourself away I think we should go outside!"