Harry shrugged. Justin might appear to be accepting of death as an inevitable part of life, but that didn't mean the loss of such a learned wizard hadn't impacted the community, or that the loss of a mentor did not impact even the most stoic of pupils, such as Justin himself.
"You'd bring me a bottle of imported Vodka just to make peace?" It was something of an unexpected offer, in light of...well, everything. Harry was still straddling the line of 'keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.' Justin had never really been the buddy-buddy kind of mentor, but was he truly an enemy? Only time would tell...
If Harry could set the past aside long enough to find out.