When she looked up at him, Draco took the opportunity to look just a little bit into her head, reading the emotions she kept on the surface. Distracted, but respectful, no problems there. He didn't sense anything that would stop him from looking further, but chose not to do it, all the same. It was really just habit now, and very useful for navigating volatile situations. This wasn't one of them, however.
"Well enough," he said. "I could do without the headaches we've had lately."
He looked up when his tea and small sandwiches were delivered to the table, and then turned his attention back to her. "And yourself?"