"Yeah, thanks," Harry answered, genuinely appreciative though not deaf to the tension in the room. For a long moment he regretted even having stepped inside the kitchen, finding that the conversation had stifled the moment they were within an arms reach of one another.<br/>Hands moving from his cuffs to the buttons trailing down his chest, thoughtlessly moving to undo them, wanting to get out of his formal wear.<br/>Harry's eyes dipped to Draco's hands prepare his cup of coffee, finding that everything felt a little less intimate when he wasn't looking at Draco - especially when the other seemed reluctant to even look in Harry's direction.<br/>"That's nice, still," he added with a delay, finding it to be silly once he said it out loud; he just needed something to justify the fact that he was still here.