"No, I know," said Seamus, hugging his knees to his chest. "Just, is it so bad that I don't want you out there?"
"It's too late now," said Dean, and wished it wasn't.
"You didn't have to do it," Seamus said, almost desperately.
Dean looked at his hands, hesitated. "Yeah," he said, finally. "My parents."
"They aren't even wizards," said Seamus, before he could think.
"D'you think I don't know that?" Dean asked sharply. Seamus closed his eyes, and shook his head.