[He sees the subtle reaction to his words, and then pretends he didn't--He thinks he knows what kind of person Jezebel is, and that's one that prefers to keep things as close to his belt as possible, one who keeps his composure inside by maintaining his exterior. He can respect that.]

Then perhaps it's for the better.

[He glances up at the house and then decides to try his hand at lightening the mood again, gesturing to the front door and calling back to their first meeting:] Would you like me to walk you inside?