He inclines his head. He has manners - good ones even, most of the time. He doesn't mind Halloween. 'Rather likes it, actually, but not when it's thrust on him without warning and he's tossed about the cosmos - or some other bullshit.

Her question earns a frown. "A few days, I think? Not long. Long enough to know that I won't be leaving any time soon, apparently." This would be showing on his face as hugely distressing if he were talking to his secretary. To most everyone else, it looks like mild annoyance.