Sensing and having seen the uneasiness of Honeys.    Daio would attempt to ease the anxiety the young woman must be feeling.<br/><br/><em>"I am Daio."</em>This is first done, in simplest of  actions.  With a simple introduction.   To focus Honeys mind on other then her thoughts.  Which no doubt ran wild on her.<br/><br/>As she would feel her hair grasped and lifted and the soft caress of the scrubbing sponge applied to her back.     Leaning forward she would continue to engage Honey in conversation.<br/><br/><em>"When I turn around.   I will wash your front.   Then you can do the same for me.  Before turning so I can wash your back.    You should not cry,  your eyes are pretty.   The crying makes them look puffy and red."</em>She slip in the latter in the casual suggestion of taking turns washing each other.<br/><br/>