His head ducked slightly with the continued string of compliments; when he spent time with Lucius it was no wonder the size of Draco's ego. "Of course..." he nodded. A part of him wanted to state that faith had been given, he didn't need anymore to be proven...but he wouldn't let that out to Lucius. That, and the fact he still felt as though Theo looked down upon him; that for some reason he was not quite good enough or intelligent enough about things... In comparison to Lucius who, at least, stated he thought so...
Pushing that away, he knew better- honestly he did. Instead, he listened to Malfoy's next words. "Yes. Though- you may be right." And it made sense, they had to have taken the potion for a good reason...