Henry found it rather off that she was asking him if he hunted in his other form. What other form? He was human...and he had never hunted before in his entire life. However, he didn't say anything on the matter yet, just let it slide. When she asks about what a chef was, he nodded his head lightly. "Yes, a chef is someone who cooks...but he doesn't butcher anything. A butcher skins and cuts up the meat, a chef cooks it until it's delectable. Maybe when he gets home he can tell you all about it." He knew it was a hard concept to grasp, but one day she might understand.

He let her try the beer and her reaction to it was hilarious. He mentioned that it was an acquired taste, something that she might learn to like the more she had it. But she seemed pretty adamant that she would never like such a thing. He had already gone to get a broom and dustpan to clean up the mess, a little creeped out by how she was studying him. She really wasn't from this time...like she had come from some place in history. Even basic things she had never heard of. It was strange. When he was cleaning up the liquid, she snatched the rag from his hand. He wanted to warn her that there might be glass in the rag, but she was already sniffing the rang and handing it back. He laughed. "You might like wine better...or koolaid. I'm sure we have some koolaid in the fridge." As soon as he spoke, he instantly knew that she probably A. didn't know what koolaid was and B. didn't even know what a fridge was. However, he was not ready to explain that. She wanted a bath and he was going to give her that.

He showed her to the bathroom and turned on the water. Watching her awe over the way in which the tub filled with water. When it was full, he turned the knob and the water stopped flowing. He left her with the shampoo and soap, assuming she knew how to use both. He probably shouldn't have assumed, but he had to go run and get some clothes for her.

When he returned, he couldn't help but chuckle. He grabbed another bottle of shampoo. It would work fine to clean her body, even if that wasn't necessarily what it was meant for. He tried not to look at her naked body, but it was hard not to. Already he could feel his pants tighten and he was upset with himself over it. He was trying to be faithful to Sterling...but a naked woman in his house wasn't really helping. "Close...but not quite." He squirted some shampoo in his hands before he lathered up her hair. He let the drain out of the tub, letting the water drain out while he scrubbed her hair. When it was done, he helped her to lean back as he turned the water back on to rinse her hair. Once she was clean, he turned off the water again. He grabbed the towel and handed it to her. "Stand up and use that to dry off your body." Eyes were cast downward. He had to think of something different other than a naked woman in his bathroom. Fuck. It wasn't working.

When she was finally dry, he helped her step out of the tub while he grabbed a pair of boxers and handed them to her. "Put your legs in the holes and then pull them up." Once they were on, he handed her a pair of sweatpants and instructed her to do the same. Once she was covered, he handed her another t-shirt and helped slip it over her head and get her arms through. Now that she wasn't naked, maybe he would be able to talk down this nearly painful erection. "What did you mean earlier when you asked me if I had ever hunted in my other form?" He still hadn't been able to come up with an appropriate answer so he figured he would ask the source.