It's almost as if the gods were looking out for her...there was a moment of sheer panic when she thought the half-orc would see her, but another servant managed to catch his attention long enough that he didn't notice her. She didn't waste any time, scooting down the hallway as she hopes the half-orc decides to go after the other servant. She does feel a little guilty at the thought of someone else suffering instead of her, but she can't help it. She needs to find another room, one where she could get some form of clothing so she could leave; her body would be too much of an invitation out of the house. So she heads for the next unoccupied room she can find, hoping it's some sort of bedroom with a wardrobe.