As promised, she was taken to a large, cream colored room, in which she supposed was the manner of bathroom that this world held. A sturdy, deep bathtub stood empty in one corner, with what looked like a spout attached through the floor. A shelf with towels and soaps stood on the other side of the room, with a large mirror on the wall aside the doorway. A chair stood next to that, throughly perplexing Rie.
It was hard to ascertain what level of technology this world had attained, given the diverse uses of materials she had seen in what she supposed was a high class environment.
Mary stepped in and started busying herself with gathering towels and an assortment of what Rie assumed was soaps. 'Will she insist on bathing me herself?' Rie wondered, and realized she would have no other real choice, as she had no knowledge of how to use the facilities in this room.
Inspecting the large mirror, she saw nothing strange about this aside from her own image. What looked back at her was a small girl, with long, disheveled purple hair, cat-yellow eyes, with a slightly thin build. A set of cat ears sat atop her head, slanted slightly to the front. Her face was not too different from her first life's face, but her eyes were slanted in a sharp gaze, with cat-like pupils. Incidentally, her clothes were not so different from what the goddess had worn, but in a simpler style, and in white. It had various small stains of dirt, likely from her fall. Her left ankle was slightly swollen, though she had scarely felt it since she had arrived.
Mary came from behind her, placing a hand on top of her head gently. "Have you not seen a mirror as large as this one before?" She asked, expression kindly. Rie nodded, supposing that it was a luxury item that might be more expensive than anything else inside this room. Mary said nothing else about it, and went to the tub. Watching her in the mirror, she learned quickly how exactly it was operated. Mary touched the crystalline shape on top of the spout, and it glowed faintly from inside. Water started to gush from it, filling the tub.
Turning away from the mirror, Rie went over to the tub, starting to pull off her clothes. As her current body was that of a child, it would not be strange. Mary helped her when she struggled with getting it over her ears, setting the dress neatly over the back of the chair. Quickly enough, the tub was evidently full enough, as Mary helped her get in. Before Rie knew it, she had been bathed and dried with the efficiency that she supposed only a highly skilled maid could attain.
Mary set out a set of clothes for her to change into, and assisted her into an empire-waisted, lilac long dress, which flowed around her, which ended at her ankles.
Peering at herself in the mirror again, her hair was neatly combed, and the dress gave off the impression of a innocent child. Her tail coiled restlessly, trapped under the skirts, and Mary assisted her in freeing it poke out of the back of her dress. It was calming, somehow, to have that soft sensation in her hand in this unfamiliar manor. After a bit more fussing, she was finally ready to Mary's standard.