Polaris smiled as he nodded his head. This was pretty fun. Even if he didn't have a clue about fashion. In fact he had no fashion sense and was glad she was here to help him. Luckily most of the clothes he had picked out were on clearance for a three to seven dollars. He didn't know this as he wasn't currently remembering how to read the signs. They were on clearance because they were last years trend and they were clearing out for the new pieces of clothing they were bringing in. He liked what he had. He was showing them to her one at a time. He was enjoying himself. There was a first time for everything now wasn't there? He blinked as she took a pair of pants from him. He wasn't offended or finding her controlling at all. Especially since he was asking her opinion and advise. She knew better than him what would look good on him. Least he thought so. Smiling at her. "Okay. Not those." He said with a smile. All he thought was she didn't like those or they wouldn't look good on him.<br/><br/>"Thank you for giving me your opinion about the clothes I was showing you." He said warmly. Looking at her and followed where she was pointing. Walking as she gently pushed him towards the fitting room. Not sure why they were going there but okay. He presumed that he was to try on the clothes there. He watched her pull off some shirts. He took those two when she handed them to him. Least it seemed she handed them to him because he was to try them on. He looked at her and nodded his head. "Alright." He said softly. He walked into the fitting room and looked around. Opening the door nearest him and walked inside. Shutting it and locked it. He put the clothes on the bench that was inside it. Taking off his pants and then his shirt. Taking a pair of pants off the hanger with some minor difficulty. Trying them on. One at a time he tried on the pants.<br/><br/>One pair was too snug and he had a feeling she wouldn't like that so he put it back on the hanger. Hanging it up away from the others. The shirts all looked good on him. Except one that was too tight. It wasn't one she picked out. It was one he picked out. He didn't know if she would like that. Soon he was done with the clothes. Putting the ones that looked good on him back on their hangers .Taking the two that didn't and hung them up on the return rack. Going back into the fitting room and picked up the ones that did. He walked over to her. Holding the clothing items in his hands. They were getting a tiny bit warm but not inhumanly so. He was masking his light and warmth to the max.<br/><br/>He looked at her. "These looked good on me. Especially the shirts you picked out." He said. Unsure of what they were going to do next. He hoped nobody discovered his secret. That would be bad. He had a feeling it would be very bad. He had taken five to ten minutes to try on everything. "Get the bills paid?" He asked with a curious smile. Hoping he hadn't kept her too long. "I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long." He said softly.