Profoundly reassured by the tinting of the windows, his concern is quickly banished by a sense of awe at the room itself, following his Mistress and fellow pet inside. Wandering around, his head turns when she tells them to go shower, and he nods quietly.<br/><br/>"Yes Mistress"<br/><br/>Moving toward the showers, he disappears behind the glass - at least he believes so - while she is afforded a perfect view of her male pet stripping out of the maid's uniform, folding it carefully. Part of his daily duties are exercising, particularly parts of him she enjoys, the tensing of his rear end as he reaches up to orient the shower head providing evidence that he'd done so. Once under the warm, welcoming stream he relaxes, the collar's effect more subtle, and he looks at his female counterpart, blushing slightly - as he often does in her presence.