"Not scared of beasties, are yeh?" Bert glanced up with a waggle of his eyebrows. He was nearly done with his work, and when he'd laid the last bit of wood and stone he sat back on his haunches with another wide grin.

"I'll have yeh know, I'm quite adept at fending off all manner of beastie. You're entirely safe with me." A pause. "Well, from beasties, anyhow."

He was reasonably certain the fellow had been flirting earlier.