"'Course I am," he says jovially, assuming Rupert is totally just joking around. Because Rupert knows, right? He must know by now, Cassidy can't remember if he's actually told him or not but everyone finds out one way or another. It's not a secret.

Not like it matters, he's more focused on getting to that waiting carriage, ducking his head in an appreciative bow and a polite; "Why thank yeh, good sir." Before stepping into the open door. Portal. Thing.

Sure, some vampires might think it unwise to step into a bright desert setting with only an umbrella for back up, and sure, those portals make him wanna barf, but he's still way too excited to let those be concerns.