[This is the point where he'd clap a hand on her shoulder if he could, but like... ghosts. You can't-- you just can't Ghosts like that. It's unfortunate, considering how handsy a person he is. He'll just have to squeeze the piece of wood a bit in his pocket, like a little hug that he will refuse to acknowledge going forward.]

Babe, we're ghost hunters. We go through creepy buildings and create dumb shit all the time. Besides, I think her fight or flight reaction is literally all fight, so the worst it could go is she punches me in the face. Just promise if you see a fist coming, you'll duck.

[He will take that blow for the sake of this gag, though. As far as he's concerned this is a once in a lifetime opportunity and he has never been more into something in his entire life. Even if she breaks all the bones in his face he thinks he'd be satisfied.]