Nathaniel nodded, shuddering at the touch of Garrison's hands on his ears. He had never had someone touch them before and it felt really good. He blushed slightly when he realised his tail was wagging. He started on drying himself with the fluffy towel, glad that such a thing existed. Back home he'd sun himself to dry off, or just walk around naked until he was dry. It wasn't too uncommon to find another naked, but he guessed things would be different on this ship.

He pulled on the clothes provided, rolling up the pant legs and sleeves as they were just a little too big. They were loose and uncomfortable, made of some sort of material he didn't know the name of. His clothes were custom made, out of rawhide and vines. He hoped he could get some more clothes like that somewhere.