A room at the Silver Rose Inn, this one belongs to the shapeshifter, Colthen. Though there is a bed here, it looks unused. Instead, the shapeshifter prefers to stand next to the window to sleep, in the shape he was born in. There are various furnishings here, including a perch and a bed of hay, which is next to the window, along with the normal furnishings in the other rooms. This room looks lived-in, with a shirt flung on the bed, and a pair of boots laying on the floor next to it. Two brushes by the mirror says that the occupant keeps himself well-groomed. The hallway outside leads to the SR library.

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Colthen enters the room, leading Passion. Leaving the door wide open, he frowns at the shirt on the bed and the small mess on his desk. "Sorry, it's not very clean," he calls over his shoulder, going towards the wardrobe. Opening it, he rummages through his few clothes, then comes out with a white shirt. "Here we go! I hope you don't mind white? It's, uh...all I have. I think this one should fit you. I'm never the same exact size when I change back, so I keep a variety here, just in case." After a moment he adds, "Hey, do you need a new pair of pants, too? I probably have something in here that'll fit..."

Passion takes extra care to guard his thoughts here. There's nothing he can do about the slight blush in his cheeks - which really only darkens the blue of his skin - but at least he can try to keep Colthen from picking up on things he might not need to hear.

"It wouldn't hurt," he admits, glancing down at his ripped and threadbare garments. "If it's not any trouble, I mean."

The shifter grins cheerfully and sets the shirt to one side. He goes back into the wardrobe, and emerges once again with a pair of black pants. "Here we go! These ones might be a little tight. If they're too tight, I probably have something looser in here somewhere..." He smiles sheepishly, "I'm afraid black is your only choice here. I have a pretty limited wardrobe when it comes to colors...just easier to match if I stick to black and white..." He doesn't mention that he actually does it somewhat on purpose, sticking with the colors he was born with.

"That's fine," the coraderm nods, accepting the pants that probably are pretty snug. "Black will never go out of style. And looks pretty good on a man with blue skin." He's quiet a moment, looking at the garments in his hands. Gratitude doesn't come terribly easy for him, but...

"Thank you. What do you want in return...?"

Col laughs warmly, happily, "Oh, nothing! Freely I recieved them, and freely do I give them. Savera is quite a seamstress, and she made them for me. I rarely actually wear clothing, since I prefer my fur." His green eyes dance merrily, "But, if you're really compelled to give me something in return, I wouldn't say no to you telling me some stories of your people. I bet Savera would like to hear them, too."

"I think I could do that." Fights away the image of the human Colthen without clothing. Check. "Thank you, then. I'll just go and get changed." Glances at the door.

"Oh yeah! You probably don't even have a room yet, do you? Well, you can change in here, if you like, and I'll just meet you back in the main room? Or there's the upper baths just down the hall, the door closest to the stairs on the left. Err....be careful not to go into the library, though, that's past the stairs, and Savera doesn't really like people mucking around in there. She seems to think nobody but her knows how to put things back where they found them."

"I can change in here, if it's no problem." Though a bath wouldn't kill him, either. "Although, a bath wouldn't kill me." Huzzah!

Col laughs and winks at Passion, "I bet one wouldn't kill me, either." He jests, of course, but he does wonder how this man will react to such a comment. He thinks that the Coraderm just might be interested in men!

Dark, dark blush is how he reacts. He manages to keep the wide eyes in check, but not entirely.

"Maybe not," he quietly answers. He wonders if he walked into this, or asked for it. "One way to find out, though." Smiles a little. "I'll be in the upper baths." And he heads for the door, full of blush.

Colthen grins cheerfully at the other man's blush, but does not follow him to the baths. He'll go there later, alone. For now, he closes his door, selects a shirt and a pair of pants in his own current size, and donns them. There! Now he changes fully into a human man, instead of a human-man-faking-pants. Ahhh, much better! Whistling cheerfully, the shapeshifter exits, headed back to the main room.