Evening. [He flashes her a quick smile.] I don't need a chronometer to tell you that much. [At least Acumen's left him some of his time sense. He'd hate to be entirely dependent on clocks for every little thing having to do with hours and minutes and seconds.]
Are you sure all of these candles aren't a fire hazard? [His tone is light, joking, as he pickes his way around said candles to begin the search for a snack.]