Blake's eyebrow cocks up a bit at Raleigh's words, but instead of responding how he might normally — with a joke or an offer — he just nods and shoves his hands into the pockets of his trousers.

"Just about every room's got access to a closet. You can pull some clothes outta one. Kinda like magic," he says rather too nonchalantly. "Most rooms'll be open, too, so you can claim one for yourself, get a shower, get some sleep." It's not the grand tour some people are looking for, but he has a feeling this guy's a bit too tired for all that grandeur, anyway.