[ it's all much easier once dean stops crying into his oatmeal long enough to lend a guy a hand. looking at the mannequins certainly helps, but what dean has picked out in the end is still way better than she could have ever hoped to put together herself. so she follows along, dazed but compliant, and she sits patiently while dean slips boots on and off of her feet (and squints curiously at the two older women who titter at them from behind a rack). ]
Thank you, Dean.
[ she says, sincerely, once he's led her off to the fitting rooms, because sour mood or no sour mood, she appreciates the help. clothes shopping is singularly overwhelming, and dean has been a human for far, far longer than she has been. even if he doesn't wear female clothing.
at any rate, it's a little more difficult to get into these clothes than she might have expected. it's a lot of layers, and he has to trial and error a few things before she has it right (she thinks), also stuffing boxer shorts under tights is.. uncomfortable, but she manages. she's all but finished by the time dean calls through the door, so instead of answering she just opens the door, fully dressed, if a little rumpled, still hopping into one boot. ]
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Thank you, Dean.
[ she says, sincerely, once he's led her off to the fitting rooms, because sour mood or no sour mood, she appreciates the help. clothes shopping is singularly overwhelming, and dean has been a human for far, far longer than she has been. even if he doesn't wear female clothing.
at any rate, it's a little more difficult to get into these clothes than she might have expected. it's a lot of layers, and he has to trial and error a few things before she has it right (she thinks), also stuffing boxer shorts under tights is.. uncomfortable, but she manages. she's all but finished by the time dean calls through the door, so instead of answering she just opens the door, fully dressed, if a little rumpled, still hopping into one boot. ]
Of course. [ a beat. ] Where?