[Vincent's comment earned a perplexed look from his host until Kit managed to piece together his likely train of thought. Even though the weather had very clearly failed to let up, it seemed that Vincent was under the false impression that the clean bedding was for Kit, not for him.]

It might have been if the storm had let up, but it doesn't seem like it's going to.

[He continued across the living area toward the spare bedroom, no longer bothering to look at his guest as he continued to speak.]

Since you'll be here for the night, you may as well be comfortable. I'll make up the spare room for you.