"The UK certainly has its charms, and Europe too, but it was time to move on," Conor answered, nodding. "See something else, do something else, you know? Go exploring."
He smiled slightly, scratching Oighear's ears. "He seems to appear whenever I'm talking to vampires, the weird little thing. Or follow them around, so...if you find him in your trailer, I'm sorry. He has a mind of his own. He's called Oighear. Please don't eat him."
He tilted his head, thinking. "So not Rome, must have been Danvers, then," he mused. "That place was freaky. I'll be very happy if we never go back."