There's a long stream of grumbling and cursing and aggressive scrubbing from the shower that eventually fades away into silence and the static sound of liquid pattering. Spin stays in for a couple minutes longer than usual but he does come out eventually, clean and steaming from the shower.

"I do not miss having no showers," he sighs, kicking the cleanser off his feet and spinning up his rotors a little to shake more off before reaching over to grab a towel. "Have you got any kind of canister I can borrow? I was going to bring my own but all the big ones went off tumbling in the wind while I was sleeping."