Never needing or even seeing a modern home’s bathroom, he takes a step in, confused.  “Shower?” he mumbles, trying to connect the word to an action.  Slipping across the tile floor, he eventually realizes what she is doing.  Even he can figure a shower out, even though he would prefer to call it a “vertical bath”.  His eyes widen as he realizes how much of her personal space he has just invaded.<br/><br/>Finally he had found someone who seemed to care and he was making an ass of himself already.  Highly embarrassed, he flies out of the room and to the balcony.  Crouching down with his tail in-between his legs and his pointy ears drooping low, he crosses his arms and can’t help but fantasize about her again.  Whenever he had to guard females in the past, respect was number one.  If he had walked in on a princess bathing, he could have been ostracized by his clan.