"Aye, you've got a right cosy set-up, haven't you?" Barty had to make the comment, but he could concede the point. He led them into the lift and pressed his floor, then turned to look at Bill. He reached out to place a hand on the side of Bill's face, really taking him in for the first time. He was a pretty boy, not surprisingly. He was going to estimate nineteen, at the most.

"We'll take a shower when we're in. You need to warm up some." That said he leaned forward, following whatever instinct, and kissed him. He simply felt like it. Perhaps a way to bring some blood to them, get rid of the bluish tinge.

He pulled away soon enough, as the doors opened, and then led the way to his flat. After unlocking, he pushed the door open and let Bill walk in first. "Take off your shoes."