Laughing at Harry making the whiskey a priority. It was something that he felt he needed. Not just the whiskey in the future, but in truth in the laugh. Having a sudden laugh, it felt good.

Nodding as he had a small satchel that held all he needed. All the rest was stored elsewhere, and he knew where it was and how to get to it when he needed it. Until then though, all he needed was in the satchel.

It would seem Draco was having the same concerns. "You're sure they won't say anything? I mean, I'm not entirely unrecognizable, and the mark..." The mark was definitely what he was worrying about. More likely, their reaction to the Mark.