Anya nodded at her father as he left, and obediently began looking around the shop for a bucket of water to heat up. She didn't want to have to go outside to fetch any, given her condition, but luckily this was a barber shop. She quickly found a bucket which may or may not have had some shavings in it, and started heating it next to the fire place. When that was done, she carried it carefully to the door of the study.

Anya really didn't want to go back in there right now, and just thinking about what had happened made her a bit queasy. She timidly knocked on the door, and called out to her papa.

"I got the hot water, papa! There's a lot of hair in here, but it's probably OK for cleaning."

She paused for a second before adding, with some hesitation, "Do you... need me to go in there and help?"