A bashful expression settles onto Bastien's face as he turns away from Trahearne. "M-Maybe you're on to something." The pirate admits with a humored chuckle. "I probably would've acted the same as that bloke if someone tried to rob me." He snorts indignantly at the idea as if it's the most ludicrous thing he could say.

"Probably worse, honestly. The blue fella was holding back." Bastien explains once Trahearne tilts his chin up a little. He winks playfully at him, still wearing his signature smile. He's quite cute despite the bruise. Bastien has a strangely innocent face for a pirate. The face of an angel but the wicked tongue of a serpent. A rather interesting combination considering his unlawful profession.

"Aw. No need to free about me, luv." He comments once Trahearne starts smoothing his bangs out of his eyes. "I'll keep trouble at bay by being a lad for once." Bastien suggests quietly. "After all, I have a pretty fern to take care---" He pauses suddenly once he hears the squeaking.

"Eh, Trahearne?" He peeks over at the bed nearby. "A mouse?"