Gideon hums a thoughtful hmmm, looking at the bathtub and the sink, before going to Harrow and picking her bodily up to sit her on the edge of the sink.

"There," she says, pleased with herself. "Now we've got the water right there and I won't be bending down the whole time."

This cuts the height difference by...a lot, and Gideon steps forward between Harrow's knees and puts her warm hands on Harrow's hips. "Does this work for you?"

Leading. Oh yeah.