Sure, I might. [what's a "police", he wonders, idly.]

But it's getting late, and I have to wonder if that'd really be good for an old man's heart. And you strike me as a man who appreciates having a fine life. Maybe even a fine wife?

[okay, he's just guessing here, but - he's pieced together some things about the scenario whence Beatrice and Battler came. there's ... types, surely.]