"Well, if I get ta pick..." He maneuvered himself and her with him in a casual motion toward her door, tone playful. "No need to give me a room all by my lonesome."
Remy was being a little more obvious with the come-on's than he had when they'd first met and their subsequent jaunt through the Cemetary... but he also wasn't being as serious about them. It wasn't that he wouldn't like to hole up with Marie for a night or a month - girl had a body he'd love to show his appreciation for - it was she'd been clear she wasn't really looking to get close like that for the time being. So while he would certainly love to share her room, and would certainly not go beyond the flirting if she didn't indicate her mind had changed, he also wasn't going to push it too hard if she insisted he have a room to himself. It was probably better if he did, actually.
"Are they big and drafty, mon chere?" his arm slipped off her and he turned himself to lean against the wall between the door to her room and the one right next to it. A mournful pout that couldn't adequately fight his grin followed, "I get so cold at night..."