There was steam. The options hadn't exactly thrilled Celty when the water temperatures were between two extremes, so she'd figured at least running the hot water to warm the place up would make a cold shower more endurable.

She'd been about to reach out to tap his shoulder- polite as he was being, he was a bit in the way, and she'd either way have to go around him if she meant to leave. Her hand pulled back as Echo started to turn his head to make his intentions clear before leaving. It was kind of...cute? Was this cute? Shinra would say something crude were he in the same situation. Tony had been about the same level, which made her homesick. At least Echo hadn't thrown a spoon at her and seemed more distraught at her towel situation than her lack of a head. She'd have to...try explaining, some time.

So she waited, giving him time enough to get clear before she retrieved her helmet so she could steal back into her room.