definitely one of those families.

One of those families.  Sounds like television got something right about the wealthy.  Kurt nods in reply.
Following Blaine in, he only glances around briefly and tries not to trail behind.  The place was nice is all that mattered and if he were less in his head he might be made uncomfortable.  Might make an offhanded comment about the decorating too if he let himself.  He would definitely worry more about dragging water in due to the rain.

It would probably be weirder to leave him in his cold wet clothes all night, he thinks.  But Blaine got a smile out of him as he laughed at himself.  “Not weird.  Generous, actually.  I could go for a shower.”  He wonders absently if it’s a good idea though with how much he’s gotten lost in his head tonight.  He’d rather feel clean and warm than mention it.

Kurt didn’t find the offer weird?  That was a relief!  One that had Blaine glancing over his shoulder at the other boy with his smile renewed and a sparkle back in his eyes.  “Great!  Just make yourself at home.  There’s towels in the dressing room closet.  I’ll leave some clothes on the bed.”  The door to the last room at the end of the hall was already open and a dim amber light reflected across the hardwood floor.

“The bathroom’s just through the small dressing room over there,” he pointed to the right of his room to the dark wooden door was.  “I’ll be out of your hair and downstairs whenever you’re done,” he smiled up at Kurt while digging through his dresser and finding a pair of Dalton sweatpants and a t-shirt with the same crest on the front. They were tossed on the bed and he was already on his way back out of the room before he paused at the door and turned back around.  “Do you need anything else?”