[There's a momentary flicker of disappointment there but he had been standing nude outside her window. He was already banking on some sort of rejection and at least externally it doesn't seem to wound him for very long. Instead the softer look continues.]

That's alright. I can be patient for you, darling.

[For a while at least. Particularly if she doesn't mind hiding away at his place.]

Trust me, no one would think to look for you where I live.

[Does that sound nice? Ominous? Take your pick. Either way he flicks his gaze to the broken window.]

You want to go out the door or that way?

[Considering she's hiding and all maybe out the window is better.]