Shedding the bad blood

Ryland looked somewhat relieved when the vampire holding new clothes greeted them in the lobby. "Cotton," he picked up a plain shirt meant for him with a happy sigh. "Good."

Wren blinked at the clothes laid out for her, before smiling a little bit nervously. They were a little bit tighter than she would have liked, but considering she hadn't really unpacked properly, it would have to do.
Gathering the black jeans and low-cut purple shirt, she started off towards her room to change, nodding her thanks to Ryland as she went.

Ryland gathered his own things and got dressed quickly. He had to go to the city centre in a hurry if he wanted to be there in time.