Bas tilted his head. Was it weird to point out that things go bump in the night? Oh, he supposed it was. Oh. Then perhaps tonight would not be a fun game. At least not here. He was not interested in forcing something and she seemed to be rather against him being around. Well. Very well then.
He pretended to tip his hat, not that he was wearing one but he could pretend, couldn't he? He smiled and said, "Then I will bid you a good night and hope nothing bumps in your way."