He waggled his eyebrows when she pointed out the fact that most of his rough-housing around ended in sex. Well, it was a true fact, was he supposed to deny it? Yeah right. "Ain' never been big on killin', myself. Bu' I 'precia'e 'de fac' you don' wanna kill me, chere." A charming smile was sent her way, complete with a wink, as he began pulling that little red wagon along down the road, away from the burning barn.
"Where you been stayin'?" He wanted to know, so he could find you if he ever had use for you.. or, you know, ever wanted to simply chat with you. But he wasn't going to admit that last part. Remy LeBeau was adept at dealing with people and he enjoyed it, he liked interacting, even if he didn't always like the people... but he enjoyed the vampire's company. Lucky (or unlucky) for her. "M' goin' t' be stayin' at 'de church for uh bi', I t'ink.. goin' 'dere now." Of course he was headed there.. but he wouldn't make it. He'd be distracted for a few hours before actually getting to the doors and the Time Lord within.