Seamus managed a small smile. "As if I'd let you starve." He wasn't a great cook, but he could manage enough to keep himself and his friends fed - when he had time, which wasn't all that often, really.
"Worried is the wrong word," he quickly corrected. "I just - there's this raffle tonight and I got busy setting it all up, and then there was Q-Topia and Romeo wanted a projector for the movie and we couldn't use magic to set up like we usually do." Seamus was happy to host, but it had all been a bit last minute. And now there was Dean, which Seamus had absolutely no intention of mentioning. "No rest for the wicked, that's all." He smiled again, and let his shoulder bump against Justin's gently. "Sorry if I'm not much company today. I didn't sleep well."