"Yeah, well, whatever..." Dennis shrugged, "I wouldn't care if you did." At this point he just wanted more butterbeer... and in a way he was finding Tristan relaxing. Comforting, almost.
"I didn't think anyone could... really understand. Colin and I we weren't like usual brothers. He was my world, you know? Brothers aren't normally like that... are they? But you and your Taff are and... that's kind of nice." It just bubbled out of him and as he finished his cheeks turned rather pink. "Sorry... I uh..." he did want to talk about Colin. More importantly what Colin meant to him. Nobody could really understand. I mean, it was one thing to lose a brother, but Colin was more than that to Dennis. He wasn't just a brother.