Once all the prerequisites are complete, it's time for Cara to shower! 

Sheeee is. Nervous about this.

She looks at Haru. "...can you tell me to towel off, put on swim trunks, and come back out here once I finish?"

"When you finish your shower, towel off, put on the swim trunks, and come back out here."

She nods seriously, disentangles herself from Lucy with obvious reluctance, and heads into the shower. 

She doesn't dawdle, but she is definitely due for a hair wash, and that always takes her a bit, and without her usual cues (and ADHD meds), it's easy for her to lose track of little chunks of time here and there... 

She dries herself off methodically, puts on the swim trunks, and emerges with a blank look on her face that Haru, at least, can probably recognize. 

"...c'mere," Haru says when she steps out.

She does. 

Wow! Showers definitely don’t have to happen immediately consecutively, because: hug.

It doesn't take long for her to 'wake up' again.

It wasn't that bad, this time, but she still shudders, and lets herself slump onto Lucy a bit. "Thanks." 

Hug hug. "No problem."

“Seriously.” Gentle squeeze.

-the affirmations and the squeeze get a faint wiggle out of her.

They care about her... it's nice. 

She waits a bit before saying "So now we sandwich Lucy to get her maximally guided before her turn, right?"

"That was the plan."

Oh good. Snugs.

Yaaay she gets to be the bread! 

Nayoki would find her so comprehensible.

And eventually Lucy is maximally guided and can change into her swimsuit and go shower.

She’s even cuter in the swimsuit with the red streaks in her hair.

oh. oh wow. oh wow golly gee. Hhhgh.

She's blushing a fair bit, but manages to say "So the plan is - we'll be on the other side of the curtain so I can guide you a bit at range, and we'll check in every few minutes? And if you stop responding, Haru can dip out, and I can look away and reach in to touch you and get you some guiding until you're verbal again?" 

“Sounds good!”

Lucy ties up her hair to avoid washing the red out and steps into the shower.

She waves.

Once the water turns on, she slumps onto Haru and sighs, still too backlashed to surface a desire to process the emotions swirling around in her head.

(Is he keeping time for the checkins?)

Yeah, his phone will go off periodically. "How goes, Lucy?"

“Sudsily! Also, still verbal.”

"Cool cool."

Cara giggles. 

At a volume not intended to be heard over the shower, she says happily "She's really good..."

Lucy indeed does not hear this! Lalala soap, lalala rinsing.

Lucy is not an overwhelmingly inefficient showerer and is soon done.

Cara shuffles herself around to be Conveniently Huggable.

Oh good! Damp hugs.