Well, that settled it, then. "So... do what you have to do," Alec said, before glancing down at his shirt - the only shirt he had in this place. He decided it was probably best not to get blood on it, so he pulled it up and over his head, discarding it on the ground.

Yes, Sparkle. You got shirtless vampire noms. Weren't you lucky?

And then there was a hesitant neck-tilt.