Léan fumbled with the bottle rather ungracefully before finally opening it up by himself. He then sat there with it, and sighed, seeming to deflate a bit. "Knowing me, I will get it in my eyes..."

Leaning over, Glory gave him a kiss and took the bottle.

"Let me do it," she said. "I'll make sure not to get it in your eyes or anything."

Léan sighed, nodding. He felt so useless at the moment...but, after a while...he would start getting more used to things.

"It's alright," Glory said. "It just takes some getting used to." Getting behind him as best she could, she started to wash his hair carefully.

Léan though that this was all very strange, but the touches were soothing, so he simply relaxed, staying perfectly still as not to mess her up.

"Alright, under the shower so it rinses out," Glory said when she was done. "See if you can switch places with me."

Léan shifted a bit where he was, and managed to get his head under the shower without much difficulty. He shook his head out a few times, making it easier for the water to run through his hair.

"Alright," Glory said once his hair was clean. "That's it. You're all set." She gave him a kiss. "That wasn't so bad, was it?"

((Bed-time for me.))

Léan grumbled, but leaned back against her, a little disorientated because he didn't smell like he usually did at the moment. "I suppose not..."

"You have to trust me," Glory said as she cuddled with him a bit. She reached over and turned off the shower, not wanting to run the electric bill any higher. "After this, we can get dressed and head out."

"All right, all right..." Léan stayed perfectly still until his tail changed to legs once more, and then he shakily lifted himself out of the tub. Thankfully, he did not fall.

Glory changed back more quickly than he did, and wrapped a towel around herself as she stood up. She leaned over and gave him a kiss.

Léan took a towel and awkwardly dabbed at his wet skin, before holding it to him. He idly responded to her kiss.

"Come on," Glory said. "We need to get dressed, or else we're never going to get out of the house."

Léan nodded, nabbing his clothing from where he had set it. He shook his hair out and then began to dress himself, slowly. He managed to remember where all the clothes went...

"You're doing much better with that," Glory commented as she got dressed. She didn't say anything when she found it a bit harder to button her jeans, though. She still managed to get them buttoned, so it wasn't important yet.

Léan waited for her, leaning against the wall. He seemed much more comfortable on his legs...he didn't have full human etiquette down, though. He would probably ask questions about things as they went, and act awed by small, everyday things.

Glory finally put her boots on and pulled her hair back into a simple pony tail.

"Alright, I'm ready when you are," she said, grabbing her purse and her keys.

Léan nodded, and then stopped suddenly. He glanced down at his bare feet. "...Do I need to put those things on my feet before we leave?" he asked, frowning.

"Yeah, you do," Glory nodded, grinning a bit. She quickly dug out socks and boots for him. "Socks first, then boots. Sock are pretty straight-forward, and I'll help with the boots if you need it."

Léan sighed, and then sat down, slowly. He pulled the socks on his feet, and then fumbled with the boots. He managed to get them on, though he wasn't sure if they were on correctly. He glanced up at her, curiously.

Glory nodded and showed him how to tighten and tie the laces.

"There," she said. "All set."

Léan nodded, standing back up. He didn't seem to like footwear, since it made him just a bit off-balance. "All right...all right, I'm ready to go, then."

"You'll get used to it," Glory said, referring to the boots. She clicked one of her heels on the floor. "At least yours don't come with three-inch heels on the back."

Léan shrugged, and then waited for her. "All right...where exactly are we going? Will I feel totally out of place and start acting amazed over 'little' things?"