[ He manages a laugh out of him. Can't really hold it against someone for babbling incoherently. They're in an inn full of ghosts, and if he's been around for any length of time, he would have seen worse. So it's probably a good thing that he's wearing sleeves so it's slightly less obvious that the veins running to his palm are glowing. ]

I've seen you around. Name's Marcos. [ He gives him a disarming smile. ] I'm not an axe murderer. And I've got a girlfriend, but she's back upstairs. Thought I'd see if I could surprise her.

[ By stealing alcohol from a spooky cellar. It seemed mildly romantic at the time. ]

What about you?