"Well, if those are all of your clothes, I can't have you leaving. You'd likely freeze to death and since the boats don't normally run during the week, you'll probably be here a few more nights than you'd anticipated." It was awkward for him to think that there would be a strange woman sleeping in his home, but she really was dressed inappropriately. He wasn't going to let her go back out there, because she would freeze to death.
Whatever. She was going to stay, and he was stuck with her, so there was really no point in pretending that he wasn't happy about it or that he wasn't interested in talking. Though he wasn't the most social person (re: ever), having company in his house was turning out to be a more welcome thing than he originally anticipated. "It's fine, though. You're welcome to be here, Lux. As far as my world, well," he exhaled deeply and shook his head, staring her down as he responded. If he got a reaction from her, it would show how she'd handle information about his life.