"Sure," Harry chuckled, once again stepping away from the counter with some clothes in his hands. While he wasn't a stranger to getting dressed in front of other counsellors, there was something about this interaction that made it feel inappropriate; The tone was bound to change if he dropped his towel then and there, but Harry couldn't put his finger on why. "You can go on a relaxing tour of the lake and I'll risk getting a heart attack just to see you lift."<br/>Harry spoke with both a smile and an airy laugh to his voice, and speaking as he once again walked past Draco towards the shower stalls, Harry had also meant it as a temporarily parting remark. It was, however, also upon hearing himself speak that he realised why being undressed in front of Draco would feel so intimate; he was, in fact, sure seeing Draco lift weights would make his heart skip a beat.<br/>Not wanting to address the change in his posture that must have happened upon that realisation, Harry left the sinks in favour for a dry stall to change in.