Harry got up from the chair without issue, not deaf to what Malfoy was actually saying. There hadn’t been anything immediately recognizably wrong with the vial the Ministry had sent over, and Harry had no other hopes of getting any other information from it, than what Malfoy would eventually convey to him.<br/>"Take your time," Harry said, not because he doubted the contrary. He didn’t know how else to acknowledge Malfoy’s need and right to his elbow room while working, and his intention to respect it.<br/>Instead, Harry stepped to his desk, neither seating himself nor resuming his work. Tango had lingered at the window, quite possibly at the stack of unsent mail accumulating on Harry’s desk. No interest in pursuing those, Harry instead offered the owl the other half of the biscuit, brushing a wide palm down her spine as she pecked at the crumbs. With that, she took flight, dismissed by the caress.<br/>Harry, agreeing to that being the best course of action, shut the window behind her.<br/>"I’ll leave you to it, let me know if you need me," he said as he made for the door, a considerate little smile to his lips before leaving the study and shutting the door behind him.