Barely.

Lynn's bare feet quickly carried her down the hall of the convention center. She was very aware of her nudity, blushing a bright shade of red as she ran. All she had to cover herself with was those two plushies, and they did nothing to cover her nakedness. The wind whipped around her exposed body, cooling off only a little bit.

The background conversations of the convention were almost deafening to Lynn, feeling as if all eyes were on her. She just focused on moving ahead and getting to that trash can.

Once she reached there, she clutched the plushies tightly and knelt down behind the trash can, trying to block the view of her as much as possible. Her heart was racing, already feeling her body temperature climb a little bit again. She listened carefully around, but couldn't hear any gasps or talk of a naked girl. Lynn didn't dare look back.

Another moist droplet slid down her inner thigh.

Lynn clamped her bare thighs shut as tightly as she could once she realized this. Was she still a little horny? Did she still want to masturbate? She just did that! This was hardly the time to just keep going, and it was far from being a safe enough place.

"Focus," Lynn said to herself as she shook her head. This was no time to be distracted. She looked towards where she had parked the MEKA. Sure enough, the bright pink robot was right where she left it. Unfortunately, it was drawing a crowd of its own, with various on lookers taking pictures and being amazed by it. Other's looked at the Bunny Hapa sticker on the side.

"Is this that streamer's robot?"

"I could have swore I saw this earlier! I think it moves."

"Really?"

All Lynn could do was fidget uncomfortably as she held the plushies to block her intimates. She couldn't approach the MEKA with that kind of crowd around it. Much worse, if she approached it, she might be recognized. Being seen naked would have been bad, but being recognized would ruin her reputation.

"I'm gonna try to drive it!"

"I don't think you should take what isn't yours!" Said a voice. It was vaguely familiar, despite having a British accent to it.

Lynn's eyes widened slightly. "Wait a second..." she whispered to herself, and poked her head above the trash can. Standing by the robot was a girl cosplaying Tracer, standing there with a bright smile. It was Terri!

"I'm not sure where my companion is, but I can tell you she'd be rather cross to seeing someone take the controls." Terri spun her little gun on her finger before gripping it with a determined smile.

"Oh! Alright alright, I'm sorry!" said one of the convention goers, backing off.

Lynn hesitated. She would have preferred finding Joy. Terri was a bit clumsy, and could somehow make things worse. Still, Lynn was in no position to choose which friend she was going to find. She needed help, and Terri would be quick to lend a hand, even if she might mess it up.

"Hey, does that mech work?" said one of the convention goers.

"It most certainly does, I'm sure D.Va would be happy to demonstrate once she returns!" Terri explained. "Until then, I am free for photography!" she said brightly.

Lynn cursed under her breath. It seemed like Tracer was going to wait by the MEKA for D.Va to return, but there was no way to approach Terri right now without being noticed with her still willing to show off. She needed to get Terri's attention somehow.