[Draco does as he's told, slowly settling into the seat in front of Snape's desk. when Snape turns, Draco's hands knot nervously over eachother, in slow, anxious turns, but he otherwise seems back on his feet.
at the mention of a sufficient dinner, Draco looks at his lap. he ate, of course, but not much. he's never had a large appetite, but he would always eat well. lately, however, it's difficult to feign an appetite, even for his health.
and so his eyes find Snape again, his expression steady and even, if not somewhat somber. but, it could be from the recent thinness of his face and the darkness of the room.]
NEVER A PROBLEM
at the mention of a sufficient dinner, Draco looks at his lap. he ate, of course, but not much. he's never had a large appetite, but he would always eat well. lately, however, it's difficult to feign an appetite, even for his health.
and so his eyes find Snape again, his expression steady and even, if not somewhat somber. but, it could be from the recent thinness of his face and the darkness of the room.]
More sufficient than usual, at least.