Even if Draco didn’t want to, he couldn’t help but feel calmed down by just how calmly Potter was taking it all. To him, it meant that maybe he wasn’t as bad at conveying his information as he had thought that he would likely be, and that made him calm down. If he had to be studying Potter, he was going to have to be able to communicate his findings back to him, even if it really didn’t suit him very well.<br/>“I haven’t,” Draco admitted, not something out of the norm for him. In fact, he very rarely remembering to eat more than once a day, and that only because Coote absolutely bothered him to do so. He was busy with his work and he wanted to be present with his work, rather than wasting time on eating. It was his passion and he knew just how much work it took to be able to get the results that he had gotten so far.<br/>“I’ve been working ever since we parted,” he added, not sure it was necessary, but a part of him wanted Potter to know just how much effort he was putting into this and just how passionate he was about it. He knew that he was the only one who was likely to be able to find answers for Potter, and he was desperate to see if all of his studying had born fruit.