[ Benny chuckles low in his chest, more of a rumble than a laugh. At this point, with everything he's been through and seen in his long years, he's just settling in for a storm he’s not gonna bother running from. ]

Well, if the world’s gonna keep endin’, nice to have a neighbor who isn't gonna scream at the first sound of gunfire.

[ He pauses, glancing down the hall again. Nothing stirs that he can see, but he doesn't ever trust stillness, especially not in a palce like this. Never has, really. Too still, something's coming. His hand flexes once, absently, like muscle memory itches for something heavier than polite conversation. Not with her, course, but it's all still so fresh. Teeth and claws and a flash of metal. It eases, and he offers a real smile, tight though it is. ]

You ever need backup, for...anything, I’m just a holler away. Ain’t much, but I figure it counts for somethin’ here.