Hideaway Strath Feeling safe with your love song

He smirks horribly at her innocent facade, but is absolutely grinning when she offers him a wink. He plays into her act as well, a soft but teasing “Oh?” coming from his dark lips. 

Then as she continues he tilts his head. “You’re a pessimist.” He comments playfully, now daring to go closer to her. “How do you know I wouldn’t graciously accept you into my brilliant pack of murderers?” He asks with a cheery tone even though the words are comically grim. 

He stops at a fair distance away from her, he doesn’t want her to become uncomfortable by his approach and his words. “Rather I’d love to accept you,” then with a devilish grin and a cock of his head, a cream brow quirked up as well. “But can you hang?” He asks in jest, but actually he wonders if she could get down with a bunch of violent killers.