Most charming, ah... [He stops to think.] Well, the least would have to be one of several attempts on my life. But that's... sort of a hazard, in wartime.

[Plus if she stopped attempting to assassinate him, then when would they meet? For Chav tea in a nice cafe? Hardly.]

You come to expect it.

I'm not sure I'm very charming myself, regardless, nor much of a flirt. [Tha the knows of, bless his heart] Lack of practice, I suppose. What brought this on?