Huaisang blushes as the demon changes back into human form, crouched down over the soap like that. He unfurls his fan again to hide his blush, though he at least doesn't retreat any further. "You just ... rub it over your skin to slough off any dirt and oils that have accumulated. There's a different process for washing the hair on your head, but we can go into that later. I can help you with that part."

He's more than happy to wash and play with hair. Washing other parts of Dieke, however, is an intimidating prospect.