"Bathe?" The man asked, almost incredulously, "Like you do in them vaults, yah?" He laughed, but Kiana remained quiet. She waited for him to finish, "There's no clean water. Unless it's bottled. The rest is irradiated or laced with chemicals."<br/><br/>The woman looked at her and soon discovered the problem. "...Can't have you getting a rash though. Luka, we'll be back in a minute."<br/><br/>He chuckled and nodded as Kiana offered her hand, "Please, Katherine. This way." She led the vault dweller a small distance from the camp, some place secluded. They came to a small grove and after she made sure they were alone, Kiana stood upright and with utmost professionalism said, "Alright then. Take it off. Give it a good shake. Do what you have to do."