"Such a thoughtful man," she murmured. It sounded, more or less, sincere, though she was using it to cloak mild irritation. "Then I shall simply take your company for a little time," A pause. "Unless you plan to run off on me, my dear?" It would be so horribly rude, her tone implied, that she didn't genuinely expect it of him. But he might yet; Bakura seemed thus far an eminently practical man.