"Heh. You're such a fucking tease, coming here at night promising ropes and fire... always empty-handed, though." He shrugged, crossing his arms in front of his chest, and moved so that he could lean against the wall next to the doorway. Close enough to be just on the inside of her bubble of space, but not breathing down her neck or crowding her too much. Marcus knew how this game went, and women were very touchy about that sort of thing. Physical intimidation could only be taken so far before they freaked out about it. Had she been a man, he would have gotten right up in her face, maybe cornered her against the door, just to see what she'd do.
The last thing he needed these days was a lady neighbor screaming assault at him, though. Getting his ass in trouble. Marcus wasn't about to stick his neck on the chopping block over a little harmless fun. He didn't know what the punishment was for that sort of thing, but he was well aware that he'd be easy enough to make disappear, given the situation. There were people here who'd be happy to see it, themselves, and he wasn't going to give them the satisfaction.
Besides, he didn't want her to leave just yet. When she left, he'd be bored all over again. Goading her to the point of storming off was kind of defeating the whole purpose, so he was keeping his tone almost cordial. Pleasant. "You know, I'm not the only one who makes noises at night. Maybe you keep me awake, hm? Screaming my name in your sleep. You don't have to dream about it, chica. Always happy to help out. And I know girls like you. Bigger pain in the ass the girl is, better she is at sucking cock. That's how the world balances itself out. Bet you have a mouth like a hoover."