Like a flash, she quickly ran to her room, threw open her tiny closet and pulled out her last clean outfit. It was simple, like the rest of her clothes. In her hands was a floor length wine colored dress that cinched in the middle from a black corset belt. The tastefully plunging neckline has some ruffles to them and the sleeves hung slightly further than the wearer’s hands in an angel sleeve design. She laid the dress out on the already made bed, smiling lightly thinking it would look nice on the girl. It was her nicest dress she owned....well, she had one that was much nicer, but she never wore it. There was never an occasion to. As she grabbed the towels, her mind wandered to the furthest room down the hall that housed that very dress, debating on giving it to her to wear.<br/><br/>Finally, she decided not to. It wasn’t practical. Right now the girl needed warmth, not whimsy. And the wool silk of the dress she chose would give her the warmth she needed, but still looking at least a little nicer than most of the other patrons that entered her establishment.<br/><br/>With everything accounted for, she made her way back down the stairs, catching Nathan offering the girl alcohol. “Nathan! She needs something to help her get warm. Not make her drunk!” She laughed and shook her head, turning her attention to the girl. “Everything is ready for you upstairs. If you’d like, I can draw up a hot bath. That would warm you up right quick. Much faster than any drink....unless you’d rather the alcohol.” She lifted an eyebrow, questioning, not wanting to misjudge the girl.