Draco wanted to pull his arm away, suddenly, but he let her hold it, even if he did go a bit tenser. These questions, at least, kept his mind where it should have been - and not on the image of her wearing next to nothing and trapped in his bed.
"They'd likely love it if I ran about now showing it off. But ... " He shook his head. "My father's failed them too many times. I think I realize now, that's why they took me when they did. It wasn't so much including me as it was to punish him when they gave me tasks. So ... "So you're not as safe with me as you think you are, he wanted to say, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"When I'm revealed," Not if. "I don't know. You should likely act as if you're proud of it."