It was only when Harry heard the softness in Draco's voice that he turned to look at him. To Harry, Draco looked flustered, at least somewhat. Though that should probably serve as some reassuring, Harry knew it didn't have to mean anything; there were a million possible outcomes that would make this an uncomfortable conversation for Draco to have, too.<br/>Some of the immediate tension did, however, seem to have dissolve at that, and he joined Draco on the couch without any real reluctance. While he sat further apart from Draco than he normally would have, this felt justified as he turned to better face Draco, tucking his leg beneath him.<br/>"What do you mean?" he asked after a pause, knowing it was a cowardly move, yet desperately needing a sense of direction. Though relieved that Draco seemingly intended for this to be a dialogue rather than a monologue, Harry had a hard time foreseeing the where Draco hoped they would end up. Not wanting to be the one to over-commit if Draco's intention was to cut Harry off before leaving on tour, he deflected. "Currently?" he asked, watching Draco attentively, though it was clear than it was more a matter of trying to read Draco's micro expressions. Harry was still, visibly, trying to decipher if he was being broken up with. "Or during your tour?"