"Having fun?" Nathan asked, dropping over to greet Fleur. They'd worked together at the bank, even if they had mostly separate friends within the village - not that there was anything wrong with that. He'd heard about Victoire, of course, her death and her coming back a couple days later, but he was rubbish at comforting people period, let alone in these sorts of circumstances. So he had just kind of hung back.
He wasn't here to get drunk, but there was nothing wrong with a drink or two. "Fun being relative, I suppose," he said, watching the crowd.