Drew was unhelpfully turning over sofa cushions, but then he wouldn't put it past Cuddles to hide down the back of the sofa so he could leap out and sink his teeth and claws into anyone who sat down... really, it was a wonder why Drew loved the evil thing as much as he did. "Oh, I've been okay." he said with a smile at Dean, because nothing awful had happened to him and complaining that he'd been feeling 'sad' lately was, he felt, stupid, embarassing and hardly unusual. "How about you, how have you been when you're not helping Hufflepuffs search for their pets?"