Harry nodded, a soft and slightly exhausted smile on his lips. "I will, thank you," he said. Harry knew that people cared about him, but in some way, those were people he expected to care, and this conversation with Draco had left Harry both overwhelmed and warm, and he couldn't help but smile. He sat there for a moment, weirdly jet-lagged by the topic, and he didn't know what could possibly follow this. His coffee had gone cold and somewhere behind Draco a barista was cleaning some of the machines, but Harry didn't want to call it a day. "I'm not sure what to say," he said with a half a grin, and the<span style="font-style: italic">but I don't want to stop talking to you</span>remained unsaid.