Cable's amusement didn't bother Zell. The thinking part of his brain kind of understood what was going on, but it helped to get a slow explanation like that.

"So. Cultural differences."

Zell gritted his teeth and his expression fluxed as he made an effort to get a grip.

"Er, right. I'm cool. Everything's cool. I'm good with that."

This was definately a case of fake-it-till-you-make-it. There was no way Zell was going to use the shower like that, though. Zell kept working on his effort to ease back on his own cultural norms no matter how much his Ma would whap him silly for not closing his eyes.

"I'll take a raincheck on those anecdotes, though..."