"I'm sure that will go over really well," he said, laughing. Sirius' face might be worth asking, though. "I don't think he knows how to lie, at least not well."
If he could wave the explanation off, he would have, but he was holding the plate and bread. He limited himself to rolling his eyes. "Don't you worry. They happen often enough around me. You won't have to wait long."
He bit into the bread, before looking up at Draco again. "Will you miss your friends? You touch them apparently and that's still sort of fucked up."