He shook his head at the offered extra towel. "It's fine. I'll only be a few seconds - old ones like me aren't as immediately combustible as fledglings."
Carrick followed Russ through the basement to the furnished room. It was certainly, well, spartan, but it suited his needs for the day.
"Interesting discovery. I suppose it must have been originally meant as slave accommodation. That or the previous house owner meant it to be some kind of bunker."
He lay down on the bed and stretched out. "Yes, this will do very well." He glanced over at Russ.. "Thank you." He moved over to the wall and patted the mattress next to him. "Come here."