Trying to stay as posed as possible, he felt- something. It was a strange feeling. As if he'd made a connection with Lucius Malfoy that he'd desperately sought after with his own father. It was only solidified at Lucius' response, the slight hesitation, the smile...
"Of course Mr Malfoy. It's the least I- we can do." He said, returning the small smile. "And we will have to do that- he already has taken an interest in the horses. I am sure he would be rather happy to go."