"No; I'm okay right now." He turns to go into the bathroom. "I'm just going to do it in there because I don't know if it looks weird or gross but I definitely have to take my clothes off and it probably at least looks weird," he explains before ducking in there.

There's no noise inside, through the open door, apart from the rustling of fabric when he gets undressed, but a few moments later, a light grey wolf with bright blue eyes trots out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to look up at Neal, tail wagging faintly.