Harry grinned at that, his chuckle so genuine it became apparent he hadn't heard the edge in Draco's voice. "Yeah, thanks."<br/>Wiping his hands in the towel, Harry cast a quick glance around the room before carelessly draping it over the still-open cabinet door. Instead he grabbed his aftershave.<br/>"So do I," he added, too late and disconnected from his previous thought. Harry had jet to decide if he was excited or anxious about the prospect of seeing another person, but he felt like he at least owed Dante as much as to try.<br/>Finally glancing over at Draco, Harry spread the salve against his newly shaven skin as an almost careful smile parted his lips. "Haven't been out with a girl in ages, so we'll see."