Seamus took hold of one of Kris' hands, clasping it tightly so he would stop fidgeting. Odd since Seamus was fighting the urge to fidget himself. For different reasons, of course.
"You need something to eat. It'll take the edge off the alcohol." He gave a small smile, finally letting go of Kris' hand to tap on the table. "I'm glad you came though." He wondered how awkward it would be seeing Kris married.