"Well, well, well," Draco drawls from his position atop Ecks's shoulders. "Isn't this cute." He looks down at the... man?... one elbow casually propped on Ecks's head so he can rest his chin in his hand, the other hand free for twiddly-fingered gesturing.

It actually is a rather intimidating get-up, but Draco refuses to be intimidated by anyone, especially now that he has his mighty steed new henchperson at his disposal.

"Are you trying to be a dementor?" He looks down his nose at the scythe, trying to divine its purpose. "You have the 'depressing' part down." Ha! Draco smirks, then glances down at Ecks, waiting for her to chime in.