Smart broad. I definitely won't have to kill you, now. [He gathers up all of his things and turns his newly created bomb over in his hands with gleeful expression. Despite how this ordeal started, his new toy seems to be brightening his mood. Having someone who is deeply afraid of him helps too. It's a nice ego boost.]

Whelp. I'm off. [He tucks the bomb under one arm, walks behind her and gives her a sardonic pat on the head, because how often does he get to do that?? Not enough. No one is ever the same size as he is.] See you around... 'Cause, you know, I see everything.

[That last part wasn't necessary. He just... had to be a little scary. It doesn't really have much effect since he walks out snickering as he says it.]