He missed the voice automation in his earlier exploration of the bathroom. He'd ask now, but he's rather distracted at the moment.

Mates are good at that.

Richard's out of the rest of his clothes in one fell swoop and has them kicked in the general direction of the hamper. He's silent while he complies with her request, slipping in among the streams of water but dodging any that might hit his head.

He wants to watch her get in.