[Quick, easy, healthy, and completely boring. Draco makes some sort of attempt to not look disappointed, honestly he does, but Merlin what he wouldn't give for a proper Hogwarts-style feast. Still, he manages to get out a quick thanks, at least, and pulls the bowl closer.]
Cao Pi...? That sounds Chinese, actually.
[Which actually perks him up a bit. Because where there is China, there is presumably also other countries -- like England. He just has to, you know.
Get there.
Somehow.
It's much too far to Apparate, that's for certain. Maybe he could fly...]
Hmm.
[After a moment, he realizes that she's looking at him expectantly and has to quickly rewind the conversation in his head.]
Oh, sorry -- Draco. Draco Malfoy. Pleasure.
[After which he promptly spoons some porridge into his mouth and absolutely does not make a face at it.]
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Cao Pi...? That sounds Chinese, actually.
[Which actually perks him up a bit. Because where there is China, there is presumably also other countries -- like England. He just has to, you know.
Get there.
Somehow.
It's much too far to Apparate, that's for certain. Maybe he could fly...]
Hmm.
[After a moment, he realizes that she's looking at him expectantly and has to quickly rewind the conversation in his head.]
Oh, sorry -- Draco. Draco Malfoy. Pleasure.
[After which he promptly spoons some porridge into his mouth and absolutely does not make a face at it.]