"If nothing else the way he reacts will give you an answer." Potter really was like a dog with a bone on this. Maybe if he asked Black point blank then he could move on.
"Oh trust me, I know. I've been in your orbit long enough." He almost explained to Harry that it didn't matter how often bad things happened, waiting for them to touch each other was still not something Draco was going to do. But they were already talking in circles. He'd just have to keep up the causal touches and build up Harry's tolerance for them.
"Yeah. I miss them. And it's not fucked up to have a healthy level of affection with the people you care about." He frowned slightly, looking down into his bowl. "There weren't many people who stood by me, after everything. The few I still have, had," he shook his head. "But that doesn't matter either. They'll come here, or they won't. Whether I miss them or not doesn't get them here any faster."