Good man. He had taken the opportunity presented to him and her smile broadened. They could be good looking together, and look together at their new temporary abode. "What spectres await us here, walking the halls to rattle their chains in the night?" she murmured more to herself than him, "Though I hear no rattling now. Perhaps we have startled them into silence, taking over their home in such a manner."
He was winning points all around and that reflected in the way she looked him over, met his eyes. Yes, he was definitely a keeper. "Felix Keene," she repeated with a laugh, "Your grand-sire has told me I should toy with you. Byron and I have known each other for some time." Likely, she wasn't supposed to tell him that but she didn't care. Juliette would do as she pleased.
She lifted her hand to his cheek, wanting to trace the line of his jaw with her fingertips, "Awfully handsome for a pirate, non? Though I suppose les clients would not be interested in the real thing. What change are you thinking?" It was an easy way to find out what other sorts of talents and interests he had without going into such piddling small talk.