[HEY NOW he is book-verse. That means his hair is a mysterious colour, the subject of many a scholarly debate. That takes a while to type, however, so for the sake of convenience, let's use "light-haired" as a shorthand.]
[He gives a light laugh ~*~like silver bells~*~ as he turns to face her.]
Shun conversation with your own self and ere long it will offer but the dullest company out of spite. [Gotta practise being alone with yourself every now and then. Not that he was talking to himself just now, but well, in keeping with the joking tone...]
But suggest you rather than ask? [Maybe that wasn't an invitation and she really was curious, who knows. Okay, okay, he's done.] Then I will gladly take you up on your offer.