Harry just nodded, still processing the consequences of Malfoy’s diagnosis. Come Monday, Harry would have to give an explanation to why he was unable to appear at work, and the prospect of letting Robards know he was under medical observation at Malfoy Manor seemed daunting if not impossible to explain. Even more what he was doing there wandless. Harry suddenly had justify his this to others; something that he still struggled to justify to himself.<br/>"I’ll send some broad requests, then," he said, almost spaced out. His eyes were still aimlessly on Malfoy, not fully able to think beyond the fact that he’d have to rearrange his work to accommodate being out of office. "We’ll see what and when they’ll send over."<br/>Trying to gather his thoughts, he blinked again, eyes refocusing on Malfoy. Harry was mentally planning for something he had yet to confirm.<br/>While he could probably talk St. Mungo’s into letting him work from there, it seemed unlikely to be as efficient as staying here with Malfoy had proved to be.<br/>The addition was spoken softly, not wanting to intrude any further than he already was. "If you don’t mind me staying here, of course. The Ministry would continue to comp' you for it."