Draco knew that he had started this himself, but he still couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by how soft Harry suddenly was with him. He hadn't meant it as anything other than simply clarification, but now Harry's hand was covering most of the scar, and was looking at him with such concern. It was too much to handle, so Draco leant backwards again, withdrawing his arm in the process, and rolling his sleeve back down. "I know," he said as he brought his glass back up to his lips, only to empty it.<br/>"I'll get the dishes," he stated, getting up from his chair, and starting to collect the dinnerware on the table. It wasn't the most elegant of things he had ever done, but he was pretty out of it, and didn't know how else to release the tension he involuntarily had created between them.