Draco stopped where he stood. He huffed out a weak laugh and looked down. "I didn’t run away because I didn’t like it." He took a deep breath. "I was anxious because I felt bad to be in someone’s body who didn’t expressly know I was in their body and," – he grimaced – "I didn’t want either of you to see me like that. I didn’t want anyone to witness my moment of weakness, especially when I didn’t even know your name." His voice was so quiet he could barely hear it. "It was my first time."