When he heard those footsteps, he glanced back at her, then smiled some and looked forward again. "D'accord. I won'." Tell you he'd done it, of course, Selene. He crossed his arms over his chest in a very self-satisfied way, a cough rising up to wrack his body for a few seconds before he got it back under control and flashed a grin over at her. Impressive? Yes. Yes it was. "Merci. For 'de bes', burnin' 'dis place down. Really. Gonna make t'in's better. F'me." Probably not for anyone else.. after all, how would burning down a barn make anyone else have a good day? Only the man to whom it had some symbolic meaning.
After a few minutes of watching it burn, and seeing the tin roof collapse down into the building, did he turn to look at her. "How you doin', Selene?" He seemed chipper, didn't he?