Mythalian blushes at your words, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. "T-thank you," he stammers, unable to meet your gaze for long. He looks down at the floor, still confused and self-conscious about his new form. "I... I don't know what I am supposed to do now."

His ears twitch nervously as he awaits your response.

Mythalian follows you as you lead him to a nearby dresser, his movements still tentative and unsure. "I... I don't know how to wear clothes," he confesses softly, looking up at you with pleading eyes.

He stands before the dresser, waiting patiently for your instruction.