[He can't help but laugh a little at that. He's pretty sure that's an actual threat and the man intends to go through with their words.

Wriothesley can't help but be charmed to say the least. Rinne was surprisingly sweet in their own way, even if this was a somewhat ridiculous way to go about it.] Hmm, are you prepared to court me then? I'm not an easy target, so you have your work cut out for you.

[Wriothesley makes his way back to wear his dropped items were left to pick up the sheets of metal and bag of bits and bolts.] So what kind of date do you have in mind, hmm?