Harry just smiled, trusting that Draco didn't bite off more than he could chew. They hadn't ever discussed Draco's flat in the context of Harry's and Teddy's life, and Harry hadn't pushed. Draco would have to set the pace if he wanted to introduce it to Teddy, and Harry had no intentions to interject.<br/>He did, however, brush his hand across Draco's hip in a reassuring, little gesture, before once again letting it rest on the counter top.<br/>"Is it far?" Teddy asked with some hesitation, unable to fully place neither Draco's flat nor his cat in time or space.