Tai smiled softly at Remi's suggestion to swing by her place; he was genuinely relieved to that his offer to support her with the whole Travis situation was taken well. He considered for a few rather long moments; on one hand he really didn't want to impose any more than he already felt that he had, but on the other it did just sound like a genuinely good time, and well needed after venting all of those rough emotions. "I, uh...yeah. That sounds nice."
He moved over to give her another, gentler hug, paying no mind to the viscera from her hunt that got smeared on him. He'd already gotten some on him anyway, so it wasn't like it particularly mattered. Breaking off, he looked down at his shirt and grinned, scratching his neck. "Ah, well shit. It looks like I could probably stand to get washed up myself, if that's good with you. Then we can grab some...hm. Let's say Mexican, if that sounds fine?" He squeezed his arms around her once more before summoning his cloud to hop onto, letting Remi on as well if she so chose and heading off for her house, and though he felt only marginally better in the grand scheme of things, this had been a first and very impactful step on his way to recovery.