After washing up, Emily slipped back out of the washroom, clad in the provided silken robe, looking very different from how she had when she entered.
Her hair hung wet and dripping down her shoulders, while the sodden cloth of the garment clung tightly to her figure, clinging uncomfortably to her damp skin as she shuffled awkwardly through the suite, shivering a bit from the chill.
Adrien glanced over and blushed.
"...Feeling refreshed?" He asked awkwardly after clearing his throat and turning away from her with pink cheeks.
"Ah! Yes...sorry...I..." She tugged the edges of her robe tighter together, self conscious of her appearance as he caught sight of her in her scantily clad state.
"...Sorry, I'll uh...the towel wasn't enough to dry properly with."
He coughed to hide his embarrassment as he continued looking everywhere but her direction, fidgeting slightly where he stood.
