Kit allowed himself to be steered by Byron, the path to the other vampire's trailer more than familiar to him by now. He had always liked the feeling of the small house, what with being a Victorian man himself, though moreso for a visit and not for living in himself. His own trailer was much more modern in styling, yet it was nice to feel the familiarity that Byron's trailer presented. Not that he would ever say such a thing to the other vampire.
"Appreciate it," Kit said wearily, giving Byron a nod of thanks before beginning to unbutton his shirt. He wasn't shy about his body and it wasn't as though Byron hadn't seen it before. Shrugging the material off, Kit held it out hooked on one finger. It was still soaked through with vomited blood. "Where should I..?"