Baxter cast a quick look over the crowd before him before looking back at Odira as she spoke. Were he a younger version of himself he wouldn't have been quite so flustered by her sentiments, but Bax had long ago learned to not jump to conclusions. He was very careful with his own words, almost frustratingly so, though he wished he could be more casual about what he was thinking and simply come up with a witty, flirtatious retort. Nowadays, Odira seemed to be ever so at ease when she spoke that Baxter had to admire that about her.

"I would never wish anything of the sort," He said with a flash of a smile, though the tone was sincere. "Though should you be in want of my company, you need only ask." Preferably, he would rather not share her company with the rest of Hogsmeade if he had a choice, but he wasn't sure that was quite acceptable  yet. "I could be persuaded to leave the hospital more often under the right circumstances." He added with a wider smile, a bight more lightness to his words, though they were entirely true.