Draco hadn't expected her to catch on so quickly, and it caused his composure to slip just a bit, just enough to show her the slimmest glimmer of a real smile. He inclined his head, "That would nice, yes. As for what, a private meeting, you'll be safe. As I am taking you to the manor, I would appreciate robes." While his words said one thing, his tone said it was no request.
He hadn't intended to be this wordy with her. He'd intended on simply forcing her, if necessary, to come with him. He wanted to hold this particular meeting in his own study, on his own ground.