While Harry did pay attention to the kindness Draco showed him, he didn't have it in him to linger on it. More pressingly, Harry was struck by almost a boyish embarrassment. Barely humming to acknowledge Draco's response, Harry crossed the room. Essentially untouched, his everyday coat laid thrown across the foot end of the bed.<br/>"Here, you can have the bed," Harry offered gently, the tone of his voice making it sound like a given. Coat in hand, Harry glanced over at Draco before tossing it aside onto his open suitcase.<br/>Harry hadn't lied when he said he thought the room was nice; split into two, a wooden credenza separering the bed from a small settee. Mercifully, it proved. "I'll sleep just as comfortably on the couch, anyway."