Dean reached out a hand as an offer to carry Lily's bags for her. It was really the least he could do. "Please, Mrs. ...Harry's mum..." Dean flinched inside. He always had a hard time knowing what to call people's parents. It was even worse when the parent in question wasn't even a parent yet. "...Lily, sorry."
He looked cautiously at his surroundings, more a force of habit than anything, but everyone around them was going about their business. "And I don't mind walking, if you're sure it's safe."
He looked down to meet her gaze and smiled in return. "After the past few months I've had, believe me, it's almost a relief to find myself miles away."