Oh, I don't particularly mind." Owen assured Miss Dashwood with a charming smirk. "It is my pleasure. Truly." Really, he didn't mind. Though it was quite humorous, he was sure Miss Dashwood did not think so. Owen didn't want her to think he felt obligated or inconvenienced by their continued run ins. In fact he rather enjoyed them, even if it generally involved him removing creatures from her general vicinity.

"My gallantry knows no bounds, in fact, I would thoroughly enjoy a little promenade to find your chaperon if you will?" He offered his arm with another smile. It was a little forward, sure, but he meant everything in the most harmless manner. Owen might have been a bit of a young gun, a little brash and a little rough around the edges, but he tried to be a gentleman where applicable.