There had been nothing fun about Kit's night, evident enough from his blood stained shirt and dazed appearance. What he really wanted was to go to his own trailer, to wash up before shutting himself away until the sun set. Yet something deep inside of him, some long forgotten part, didn't want to be alone despite his evident need to be.
"Okay," he said, seizing the opportunity presented to him before the more logical part of his brain thought through the situation. "I can't say I'll be very good company though."