Faolan takes the shower head when the other man offers it to him, making sure the other man has a good hold on the dog before he lets go of her as well. He gives the other man (and Lily, for that matter) a dubious look before tilting the shower head to spray underneath her head, on her chest. He's already soaked, it's not like he needs to worry about getting wet.

"How is she about water on her face?" Faolan asks as he works his way down her front, doing his best to work the water into her fur as he goes. As though he's bathed a dog before. Possibly because he has, although perhaps not quite under the same circumstances. But that's neither here nor there.