Scarlet paused as she watched him get up and walk over to her. She lowered her hands and eyed him for a moment after he had spoken his request. She felt bad for him, she really did. Still, she wasn't going to deny him. "Okay, I will help. But there's no need to refer to me as 'my lady'. Just call me 'Scarlet'. It's my name, after all." Although her tone was a little stern, she gave him a slight smile. She stepped towards him and grabbed the shirt from his hands. "Can you hold your arms up for me? Perhaps one at a time so I can slip the shirt on?"<br/><br/>She could have teased him for his inability to dress, she could have been cruel. But as angry as she could, Scarlet was not cruel. Not necessarily. She was not going to make it even harder for her husband when she could see how hard it was just asking for her help. It must have been such a blow to his pride. It only strengthened her resolve to find a cure for his disease.