"Here we go, dear," Bessie said, holding her hand out of the woman and helping her out of the bath. She covered her in another bathrobe and, holding a cloth in hand, she began to wipe her hair.
The more she wiped, the more the hair seemed to poof up. She decided to leave that for now and brought her to the room, sitting her down on the dressing table.
Opening the wardrobe, she looked into it and saw some undergarments that the woman could wear as she seems to have no proper undergarments even under the dress she wore previously.
"Here." She said taking the undergarments and began by helping her to wear them, shimmy, corset and all. The woman seemed to have no clue in wearing either of these garments as she looked cluelessly around her and can't even tie the petticoat properly.
"You behave like one that never wore a dress in your life," Bessie complained, helping to tie the underskirt properly to her waist.
