Vincent actually considered her question. If he really wanted her to be safe, he’d let her stay with him. But Allison didn’t quite think it though. Maybe he was set on his privacy, and didn’t really like it when someone invaded it. He even pulled his arm away, making Allison lose her grip on his sleeve. Slightly insulted by this, she frowned and looked around the cabin whilst he was thinking about her question

But to her surprise, he said it was alright. ‘Fine’ was the word he used, making her shrug and nod when he gave her some instructions. The curtain in front of the bathroom made her shiver a bit, but it wasn’t like she cared about him hearing her pee or shower. He would have to learn how to deal with that, she figured with a smile. “You have women’s clothes in your wardrobe? That’s a first.” She mumbled when he mentioned there should be something in there for her. But to her surprise, he ignored her, and placed a hand under her chin. For a moment there, she thought about taking a step back, but he let her chin go as soon as he finished warning her, and walked out of the cabin. The sound of a lock made Allison realize she wasn’t going to be free around here. “Same old same old..” She mumbled, thinking about her life in the castle. 

Once he was gone, she walked over to the wardrobe, opening her eyes wide to the large collection of not only men clothes but also female clothes. It went from very fine, silk sleeping dressed to extravagant ballroom dresses. With a squeak, she let her fingers run through all the different kinds of fabric, remembering how lovely her wardrobe was. This, she could live with, for now. 

Allison had picked out a long, virgin white dress that reached just below her ankles. There was a see-through lace part around her shoulders to make it look less bare. She figured it was a very old fashioned dress, very pricy, but it sat so comfortably on the skin. Taking it with to the bathroom, she undressed herself and picked up a washing cloth. With lukewarm water and some of the lavender soap that laid there, she washed up her entire face, armpits and feet, before crawling into the dress. Leaving her own clothes nicely folded in the bathroom, she walked out only to notice Vincent standing in the entrance of the cabin. He was holding her bag in his right hand. “I went ahead and picked something out.” Allison said softly, picking up the dress lightly, making its fabric fall loosely around her hips and thighs. “What do you think?” She then said, smiling. There was no grand mirror in his cabin so she didn’t know if it looked good on her or not.