His eyebrows rise, and he inclines his head, the ghost of a smile crossing his features.

'A good evening to you... Rae.'

Again, he dips his chin, and turns to leave. The shadows pool around his feet, licking up his legs until it seems like the night itself draws him in. His silhouette dissolves and maybe she can hear a faint sound. A contented, quiet chuckle that echoes around her, coming from everywhere and no where, all at once.