Katsuya smiles and looks back down to his butterbeer a moment. He has friends like that as well, even though he hasn't seen any of them in quite some time. After everything they've been through, it's impossible not to become close.

"You're very fortunate." His gaze falls onto the pile of Christmas crackers. A strange thing but it seems simple enough by the little directions on the placard in front of the pile. "Did you want to try one of these? It seems this is a tradition as well."