Thomas opened his eyes again with his half body wrapped in a thick blanket, he looked around to see that Iris was combing her hair in front of the mirror. The woman turned to her and smiled broadly.
"Are you done showering?"
"Shower?" repeated Thomas in a daze, he looked down and found himself wearing a simple dress and knee-length pants under his blanket, there were traces of water on his hands.
When does the shower?
Thomas again couldn't remember what he had done earlier. Iris who didn't get an answer from Thomas turned her head and sighed, she came closer and took the towel hanging on the cupboard, drying Thomas' hands gently.
Thomas let Iris do whatever she wanted, his hand was grabbed by Iris and they walked out of the inn, the woman said a few words to him, but somehow Thomas couldn't understand it.
