Dean's attempt to swat him away just made Seamus cling closer, looping an arm around Dean's waist. "Nope. No getting rid of me," he told him, remembering his words to Dennis and smiling - he was glad that was sorted too. His friendships were all back where they ought to be and it felt good.
"Yeah, let's go get fish and chips," Seamus agreed, carefully banishing his stolen spoils back to their cupboards. "It's impossible to get decent chips in London, we should take advantage." He grabbed a quill and a sheet of paper and scratched out a note apologising for breaking the egg and saying he was sorry they'd missed her. "Reckon it'll be warm enough to eat down on that stone wall?"