[She laughs a little bit at his request, but does dutifully turn around to give him whatever modicum of privacy he needs. It's not like there's a lot of space to move around, but she does try poking around a bit further, not seeming to care overmuch about her own robe. What she'd really like are some slippers, but it doesn't seem like this room comes with those, either.

Anyway, the most out-of-the-way place she can stand is near the door, so she makes her way over there. It sounds like people are moving around outside at least, and while she can't make out any of the words, it seems like there might be other people just as confused as they are wandering around in the halls outside.]

I guess first things first, we find some clothes, then maybe someone who knows what's going on? It sounds busy out there.

[And, maybe a weird question, but she'd seen the scars on his knuckles, and with this bizarre situation, maybe it's better to know. So even if he thinks she's strange, she'll still ask,] D'you know how to fight, if something happens?