"You've no idea," he said mostly to himself before forcing thoughts of Lucius into the back corners of his mind again. "Tea? Luna, tea goes with everything," he teased lightly. He did have creme, of course. Draco liked everything extra sweet and creme definitely helped. "Here." He did his best not to get too close as he placed the silver canister next to her. He knew he wasn't the only one with memories he couldn't escape. He finally sat down across from her after leaving bowls and spoons too. He thought his meeting with Potter had been awkward, but at least he had time to prepare himself for that one. He was at a loss now. "Why did you come?" He couldn't help himself.