Lorne can't help but grimace sympathetically as Kit picks more of Theobald's entrails off his face. Asking him to come along would be incredibly unfair, and in any case Lorne can attend to this on his own.

"Of course, absolutely." He shakes his head at the absurdity of the situation, waves Kit off towards home. "Go, clean up. I'll see you later."

Or around. The village is tiny, after all.