There was a roll of his eyes when it came to the mock, but that was one thing that Dean was willing to drop.
"There's still plenty to talk about. You're mad. You're showing that you're mad right now by avoiding this," he argued. The two most important people in Dean's life always choose to hide what they were feeling, and it was starting to eat him from the inside out. Enough was enough, especially since it was Dean. It wasn't like he was going to tell the rest of the tower their business.
His words only paused when Seamus used magic to clean up the items before him and send them flying into the trunk. Merlin, did he miss being able to do that. It was over a month since he could. Only a handful of students knew what Dean felt. The rest could only imagine, but it wasn't the same.
"Seamus, this is me you're talking to," he added. He wasn't Luca or Dennis or someone else for that matter. They were best friends. They saw through each other, and as much as Dean was still attempting to get over what happened to his mum, he was more concerned that there was something else at work here. Something else that kept the blonde from actually telling him things.