Dean could have dropped everything and kissed Seamus for that, but he decided to save that for later. Instead, he managed a smile, if only a small one and agreed immediately. "I couldn't said that better myself." Though Dean much preferred rum to whiskey, Irish mourning certainly called for the latter.
Dean started pouring food onto plates and looked over at Justin. "Sit down, mate, and have a plate and a glass. We're not really planning to take no for an answer, either." He set the first full plate down in front of Justin and started on Lavendar's. "That goes for you too, Lav." He filled Seamus's plate and then his own, only sitting down when everyone had food in front of them.