Dean's frown deepened and he couldn't help answering. "You know why bother. If he hadn't, where would we all be right now? But still...it's bloody horseshit, it is. Losing him now. There's no reason Harry should've made it through everything he did for this to happen now. But we can't think why bother - that's demeaning everything he's done for everyone."
He drank more and then shook his head. "Not that that makes dealing with his loss any better, I'm sure. Words can only do so much. Time helps, but even that doesn't seem enough." He was starting to ramble a bit now and simply said, "Like a bit of something to eat to soak up any of that? I don't expect you've eaten much if anything."