It was a relief that Barty didn't force her. That she could just do what felt safe. She came into the room and looked where Barty was looking, eyeing up the clothes curiously. She touched some of them gently and looked for something comfortable. She found a nightie that wasn't too different from her gown in the end, it was blue and had little stars on it.

Taking off Barty's jacket, she held it out to him. Then she started to remove her clothes with no shame so she could get ready to be read to. It was nice to have different clothes, it was fun. Different. She felt like she could be another girl.