"Oh," Harry responded, sounding thoughtlessly relieved. To him, it greatly impacted the sense of urgency of their situation, almost managing to bring a smile to his lip. Aware of how a smile might be interpreted as disrespectful, Harry’s eyes dipped to hide it, hands finding the seam of his opened shirt.<br/>"If you didn’t have any further tests to run tonight, why don’t we pick up in the morning, yeah?"<br/>Harry glanced back up at Malfoy in search for a confirmation, though he had already started doing his shirt up. There was no ill will behind his suggestion, only a sense of practical actionability. Harry would have accomplished nothing in his life if he had lingered at the loom of his impending death. "We can check if it has moved overnight, and then we can judge if it’s worth worrying about."<br/>This time, the smile tugged at the corner of his mouth quicker than he could suppress it. His eyes left Malfoy, looking past him with the smile still firmly on his lips. Upon noticing the abandoned sandwich on his desk, Harry nodded towards it, doubting it had been Malfoy’s tea.<br/>"Have you eaten yet?" he asked, wanting to deflect, the smile finally off his lips as his gaze returned onto Malfoy.