Narcissa went as directed and took a seat on the small sofa. "No. Thank you. I'm fine. I want to hear about you. About your life. Are you graduated? Were you a good student? Are you happy?" she asked. The last was the most imporatant to her. She could see for herself that Draco was a polite, charming young man. She felt proud to think that she would raise such a person in the future. She sincerely hoped she didn't allow her family to influence her in surrendering too much of his care to servants, or house elves. Seeing him now, she could easily imagine that raising a human being, providing for their needs, and encouraging their prosperity was surely as important as any work that she might have thought of going into. Moreso, very likely.