Mason followed Ainsley to the bathroom, having even managed a slight smile back at the vampire. There was too much going on, and his emotions were nearly completely shot. It was already going on the longest he could remember staying up after a transformation was completed. He was running on the barest of fumes, but he was trying not to show it.
He nodded at Ainsley pointing out where things were, and before he shut the door between them, Mason paused for a second. "Thank you, Ainsley." It was a loaded thanks. It was thanks for being there, and a thanks for letting me in, and a thanks for letting me use your shower, and a thanks for not killing me.