He couldn't help but smile a little at that. "No problem," he said.
He considered that for a moment before replying. "Not really," he said. "Not anyone close to me. Not like you did. The second war was alot more...difficult for me to get through. I got injured--" that was as close as he was willing to get, and even that was skirting it dangerously, "--and it took me a while to come back from it. And then in the last war I spent almost all of my time traveling. My parents were fine. My brother had a rougher time of things than I did, honestly," he said. "He defended himself against a woman he thought was a Death Eater, but then they couldn't find proof that she was, and some people said he fired first..." he waved a hand. "Eventually they proved she had fired first. But it was hard for him."