Justin chewed on his lower lip. He was definitely too proud to say anything, especially since it was his own mistake. "It doesn't really matter, does it?" he asked softly, taking a sip of his tea, as if the cup was going to shield him from Seamus' questions.
Seamus had made it clear that it was about doing this more often and not letting their lives, while the whole morning had felt like something more. And now Justin felt cornered, as if he absolutely had to explain when he didn't even know what it all meant himself.