Recovering took a good while, but when the time came that she knew people would wonder where she had gone off to she started to slowly crawl up to her feet. Luckily the ground was dry so the dirt did not stick to heavily to her body, however it did not change the fact she still looked fairly tossed. "We need to start heading back... The servants like to talk..." She oddly smirked to that before trying to dust herself off before slipping back on her bloomers and overcoating her summer dress. With her dress back on the dirt was hardly noticeable, and if anyone actually did ask she would simply say she was pulling weeds... After all she used to as a child, but it wasn't like anyone paid much attention to that...<br/><br/>"Are you ready to return?..." She asked, not that he had much choice.... But when they did start to make there way back to the stables she found her mind starting to think again. Although now it was over more pleasant things; but even then a slight blush rose to her face as she realized she didn't even know the slave's name.... "I've been meaning to ask..." she spoke while looking back at him moving behind her. "...What is your name?..." she spoke trying to lessen her blush, but it still was very much still there.