Bakura nodded at the thanks, as if both the offer and Erskine's tentative agreement were barely worth remarking on. He wouldn't want extra attention called to it, if it'd been him. He suspected that was another area in which he and the sorcerer's experiences may overlap.

"Well," he teased lightly, "I do know a number of empty buildings, if it's the publicity of the street you're objecting to."

But the jest was clearly understood; albeit the sentiment a little less so. He got along well enough with Erskine, and their banter was highly entertaining, but friend? Bakura wasn't sure Erskine wasn't getting a bit ahead of himself. Wishful thinking?

... then again, he had just offered the man literal sanctuary in his home. Perhaps Bakura himself was the one a little slow on the uptake here.

"I have a radio," he said after a moment. "If you wanted to let anyone know." Judiciously not specifying Anton, if only so as not to put pressure on Ravel to make an unwanted call.