Seth was glad that Lily understood. The concept of shifting was something that he didn’t imagine to be such an easily grasped subject by humans... But she got it well enough. Lily was smart though... And she had known him since they were children. Perhaps she just knew that she could trust his word on the matter. Who would know better than the one doing the shifting himself? The werewolf would watch Lily as she moved to a nearby closet, pulling out old clothing. It could very well be big on him, or small, but at least it was something to cover up with. The monotone colored wolf would follow her back outside, gaze fixed on her as she lead him to where he could change. Things were different now that they were older... So much had happened since they last saw each other. But this was a second chance for them, dangerous as it might be. His pack were not forgiving to the humans... And so much danger lurked in them meeting up again like this. After being left inside the bathroom alone Seth would shift, rising up onto hind legs as his wolf features gave way to human ones. He would stand up, running a hand through his gray-black hair. His features were strong, sharp, with eyes that seemed too wild to belong to a normal man. The eyes of a wolf. He would reach for the clothes, slipping them over a muscled form. He wasn’t overly buff, but his muscles were defined from all the exercise and whatnot he got through his daily life. The shirt was, well, shorter than he had hoped. A bit tight on his form and exposing his stomach, but at least it covered his chest. The pants were a little more of a better fit. A little loose around his hips but not so much that he had to worry about them falling off his rear when he walked. It was good enough, he decided. Gaze would flick back to the mirror, fussing for a moment to run his fingers through his medium-length hair and push it behind his ears before he walked out of the bathroom, heading back to the livingroom where Lily sat. He would walk out in front of her, giving a small smile.