Dean pulled a face at Ron. "And it's taken you this long to've told me? I could had a shower or two in the meantime," he added with a wider smile. He sipped at his lager, then nodded at Ron's comment. "I'll be going. Can't let Seamus loose on the world with explosives. Stop by for a bit, if you like. I don't suppose I'd mind seeing your face there."
He watched Ron drink and then shrugged. "If it's good I take full credit. If it's not, I'll find someone else to shoulder the blame. Easy as that." He drank again, then asked quietly, "Anyone giving you a rough time of it for not going to the service?"